Thursday, June 1, 2006

Okay, this is a ten-minute break that I really should not be taking. I stayed after school for ceramics today -- again. I can't remember a day in the past three weeks that I HAVEN'T been at school until 5 p.m. doing projects or yearbook or something, but I think I set a personal record today: 5:30. I then drove myself to Target and bought six gluesticks in preparation for my evening of putting together my Spanish timeline.

I've gone through three of them in five and a half hours of frustration, and I am STILL not done. Grrrrr.

So tomorrow's the last day of school, and all I care about right now is getting my projects finished. Senior breakfast is at 7 a.m. and I keep forgetting about it. It's a million years away right now. And I can't lie; I'm anything but melancholy. I'm just not capable of feeling nostalgic over the term that's turned me into a maniac from stress. But in an attempt to be at least marginally reflective, Les Miserables (that soundtrack is now on its second time through this evening) said it best, I think:

Tomorrow we'll discover what our God in Heaven has in store
One more dawn
One more day
One day more!

Ohhhh boy. That was so dorky it wasn't even funny. Good night (about three hours from now, that is).