Second, start reading really fast so you finish by the time this song is over
So today I picked up the last part of my grad suit for umm...grad
That's right I said suit because I don't like tuxs even though I've never worn one before.
I dunno, something about the pleated shirt with frills repels me away.
I was trying on dress shirts and I always thought I was a monochromed kind of guy, white or black and that's it.
But I was convinced to try on what my mom calls "Playboy Purple" (well okay I coined the term but she said I looked like a playboy in purple) and I looked pretty friggin awesome.
And then my mom was afraid I'd come off as a womanizer or something (she doesn't see me at school ever so she doesn't know how far I am from that) so I stuck to a nice pewter silver grey colour thing.
When I wear formal attire, I feel old (and when I say old I mean not a teenager) and empowered, I suppose.
Like it really hit me that I was graduating when I went to winter grad and everyone was dressed up.
Anyhow, I was kinda antsy about graduating and all the traditions and stuff but with my new suit, I feel that at least I look the part
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