My little brother graduates high school today. I'm getting old.
I don't mean because he's old, I mean because apparently I'm going senile. My dad texted me to ask if I wanted to attend the "moving on ceremony," and I was like, "Nah, I'll do his graduation net year, though." That really confused my dad, who informed me
this was it. I forgot how old my brother was. Or that he was going off to college. After discussing various schools with him.
Personally, I'm blaming my father's bizarre word choice, as a "moving on" ceremony is usually for jumping up a grade. Why he couldn't just say "graduation" and not make me feel like a I was differently abled, I don't know.
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