and who cares? divine intervention, i wanna be praised from a new perspective. but leaving now would be a good idea, so catch me up on getting out of here...💬🎀𓍯𓂃𓏧♡
graduation day was.. stressful. there was so much to get done, and honestly rehearsal was also super awkward. i needed a diet coke to take the edge off after crying not once but three times after getting my makeup done and rushing to get ready. but being there on my supposedly "magical" night, all i felt was relief. relief that i was DONE with highschool.
and don't get me wrong it's not like i had an absolutley horrible experience, but it certainly wasn't exceptional either. highschool was mid as fuck. i won't miss it one bit. on the bright side though at least i didn't peak in highschool. i was literally blocking and unfollowing people that very night as soon as i got home from graduation dinner. i want to leave every ounce of highschool behind me. bury it in a bin i don't care for in the middle of nowhere and drive far away to the nearest beauty supply store to buy nail glue and cuticle oil.
i will admit though walking across the stage gave me a sense of euphoria but for two reasons only. the first being that there was applause and i loved the attention, and the second being that i was OFFICIALLY done. now that im done with highschool though my plans for after graduation are to be off the radar as fuck. lower my screen time, work on myself and working on my craft. doing everything i can to settle into my adult life smoothly and set myself up for unimaginable success that i know is already mine.
if you also hated highschool, don't worry because i did too. it's hard to enjoy a place where you're consistently snubbed and physically unable to connect with any soul but it's only a small part of my very iconic and glamorous divalicious life so im not sweating it. im excited for this next chapter of my life and congrats to all the other class of 2026 divas.
