Grade 12 Graduation Quotes

But you don’t really think wearing a low-cut top to the boys’ party will solve all your problems, do you?” she asked. “Of course not. I think wearing a low-cut top to the boys’ part will show Sean I’m ready for him.” “Lori, no girl is ever ready for a boy like Sean. How were finals?” Clearly she wanted to change the subject to impress upon me that boys were not all there was to a teenage girl’s life. As if. “Finals?” I asked. “Yes, finals. To graduate from the tenth grade? You took them yesterday.” Wow, it was hard to believe I’d played hopscotch with the quadratic equation only twenty-seven hours ago. Thinking back, it seemed like I’d sleepwalked through the past nine months of school, compared with everything that had happened today. Time flew when you were having Sean.

This made the zombies very, very angry, because they totally wanted to sprint and jump and do cool little special attack moves. They totally did. Luckily, nearly every kid in school showed up by then. They did so quietly. There were few words, no shouts or commands, and not the slightest trace of fear. They wanted to be here. Graduation was coming, their ranks weren't high, and what better way to improve your Combat grade than an endless wave of undead? As for the humans, zombies meant items, experience points, and perhaps a way to vent the frustrations that came with being trapped in a world of one meter cubes. Kolbert pointed his sword at the broken section of wall. "We'll hold them off there!" Oh, would we hold them off there. We would hold that area like a noob clutching onto his first diamond. If we didn't, a countless number would spill into the streets, and game over, good game, they'd trash everything . . . including the ice cream stand.