Bab 12: Chapter 12

I don’t even know why I am doing this. I haven’t achieved anything. I barely got my high school diploma. I am attending a community college in the fall. My life hasn’t “started” in the sense everyone said it would. The road ahead feels exhausting and pointless. Years of more school to potentially get a job, which I will inevitably hate. In truth, this is one of the most depressing days of my life.

“Hey Kuro. You ready to go?” Phillip knocks on the wooden frame of my door.

“I can’t tie this stupid thing,” I stammer, flinging my hands wildly in the air. “Fuck, I have no idea why she’s so insistent on me wearing a tie.”

“Hey, it’s your day. You don’t have to wear the tie.”

“She’ll bitch at me endlessly if I don’t wear this tie. It is obviously not my day. If it was my day, I wouldn’t be going to this thing. And I wouldn’t be having my graduation dinner at Applebee’s because Grandma can’t handle anything with flavor.”

Phillip blinks. “That’s a lot.”