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Here I stand with both friend and foe. Both those who ridiculed me for my preference of solitariness. And those who stood by me when I needed them. We all stood on that stage as we were handed what we worked so hard for. A piece of paper that merely says congratulations on graduating. Some cried, some danced, some just were too overwhelmed to even speak. But not me. I wasn't excited or overjoyed. I was numb to this experience. Not because I'm not relieved its over. I suppose this was never truly important to me. And that is okay. Because now I know what is important.
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Jun 15, 2014
Jun 15, 2014 at 1:10 AM UTC
Here I Stand.
Here I stand with both friend and foe. Both those who ridiculed me for my preference of solitariness. And those who stood by me when I needed them. We all stood on that stage as we were handed what we worked so hard for. A piece of paper that merely says congratulations on graduating. Some cried, some danced, some just were too overwhelmed to even speak. But not me. I wasn't excited or overjoyed. I was numb to this experience. Not because I'm not relieved its over. I suppose this was never truly important to me. And that is okay. Because now I know what is important.
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Jun 15, 2014
Jun 15, 2014 at 1:10 AM UTC
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