[I lost the post where I explained my dad's illness, he had his liver transplant on my graduation night.]

In the end, I guess it really was just an outburst. I feel a bit better, so far life has been kinder.

There’s a lot of stuff going on with my dad. Hard decisions. But in the end, he had his transplant and the doctors say it’s looking good, though it’s still early stages.

Graduation was amazing. I was lucky to be able to go, since I saw my dad in the morning and missed the last day of school. I was quite sad to miss it, but with grad, shirt signing day, the breakfast and muck up day coming up, I suppose it’s okay— there are other occasions. So he went in the operating theatre only an hour or so before Shruthi’s dad was going to come pick me up to take us both to get our hair done.

It might seem really insensitive of me to continue with school events when my dad is so sick, but in truth, the operation goes for like 8-12 hours. In fact, last time he had is operation it went on far longer than usual. There’s nothing I can do in that time except worry, AND my mum needed to sleep because she didn’t get much rest in the last few days. So we went home. Grad prep was the perfect temporary distraction anyway.

So, Shoo and I got our hair done. Mine hurt quite a bit when she curled mine because my recently redyed hair was a little dry and stuck. At first I was like, “why am I paying them to curl my hair when I can do it myself?”
But they do really pretty stuff at the back that I wouldn’t be able to do alone anyway. So it was worth it.

Dropped Shoo off at her makeup appointment and I went home to do mine. Got all ready and then I tried to change my earrings for the first time since getting them pierced. Well, my mum did. The stupid lady did the first piercing at an angle so it hurts like crazy to put a new one in. Bled. The right ear was okay.

The issue was with taking the piercing earrings off. They put this cap at the back which is quite difficult to remove so that it doesn’t fall off.

But it hurt SO much trying to get it off. More than the actual piercing hurt. I couldn’t get the earring out. It’s one of those “pop” cap lids which you have to pull to get off. I kept envisioning it ripping my ear, eugh. So it was very difficult trying to put enough pressure on it to remove it, without hurting my ear.

It was one way or another. I removed it but my ear hurt like a bitchh. That set it off: the pressures of school and the worries about my dad and the stress of it all. It had built up and that tiny earring issue was the catalyst. Luckily I hadn’t done my eyeliner or I would have massive raccoon eyes for grad. For some reason I couldn’t stop crying, and I tried so hard to make it stop. Only a couple of minutes until the limo was booked as well, which added to the stress and panic. I just cried and I hated looking at myself cry in the mirror. I was telling myself to stop, like I had to physically say it. Very weird moment.

After I calmed a bit, I was scared to put in the new left earring because it bled, but I had to do it or the hole would close over. Eventually, after a heap of breaking down and yelling at inanimate objects, I put the pretty earrings Bryan got me for my birthday in.

They are white-gold, little swirly hearts with a tiny diamond in each. I really love them, he actually remembered what jewellery I like which I thought was very sweet.

I suppose I shouldn’t go off on a tangent but like at every event, I have to thank Bryan for being a good boyfriend. Because he still puts up with my breakdowns after eight months and although I may get mad at him sometimes, he has my best interests at heart and loves me. So thank you, and I love you too <3

Anyway after the earring drama my aunty and uncle, who often help out, took me to Emmy’s house for pre-grad photos and limo.
The girls really were very beautiful when I arrived. Took some photos on the lawn in front of the limo.

Jasmine didn’t go to grad, since she’s doing a split year, but she came to pre-grad photos as she helped Emmy with makeup and such. We were all ready to go, but Shefali was late; very late. So we waited for her and she came running in her heels, haha.

Then it was time to go. Inside the limo there was karaoke. LOL, quite terrible quality but it was fun anyway.
The chauffeur was actually nice this time, unlike the one we had at formal.

After some out-of-tune singing and pointing and claiming pretty houses, we arrived.

The place was a lot nicer than all the other venues we have been to. The reception was nice and prettily decorated with classic, victorian-style features. Well they looked victorian to me. They had yummy little snacks, and actually, I thought all the food was quite good surprisingly. I didn’t like my main though, I hate beef and wanted the chicken. Actually, I like beef but I’m very picky about what cut I like. Restaurants never do it the way I like, though.

Anyway in the reception they took our coats. I looked around and I managed to find, who else, but Bryan holding a little bouquet of yellow roses for me. He said he picked them, haha. And they smelled nice too. LOL, naw it was so cute, I actually found the fact that he used a rubber band to hold them together even more adorable. /end girlyness

This event we decided to stick to our friendship groups when it came to tables, that is, all my girls and all his guys. Next up there was that photo presentation thingy. And after that there was time to take photos. The rest of the night was sort of everywhere, I’ll just sum up: recieved graduation cert plus special pen, food, dancing. Danced with my friends first, then for the later part of the night with Bryan, then with Bryan and his friends who are also my friends, haha.