So it would seem logical that someone would get a blog to vent about their thoughts.

However, the blog world is dead.

I'm talking to a large brick wall of nothingness.

The most recent post of anyone who I am following was on Thursday, April 15.

That was like 8 days ago.

And his most recent post before that was way back in the end of January!

The next most recent post from that one was on April 10.

So the whole point of this is being defeated.

Of course, I have little room to talk. My most recent post before like 4 days ago was way back in August, so I'm just being hypocritical.

Ah, I was just having a moment.

Is anyone there at all? Is this a waste?

Hmm. These questions could be taken a lot more deeply than I intended for them to be.


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It's finally the end of the week.

This week has actually been pretty enjoyable. In the past 7 days, I have seen 3 theatrical productions and I'm likely to go see another tomorrow night!

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Seniors only have 9 days left.

I've heard at least 2 dozen people in the junior class, including myself, saying that they don't know what they are going to do once the seniors leave.

I'd like to pretend that I'm gonna be fine and all that jazz, but I cannot say that.

I'm sure I'll be fine after a bit. But it's a very odd position that I am in. That all my classmates are in. That anyone who has graduated high school, or is about to, has been in.

Everyone I know in the blogosphere, minus one person, will be a high school graduate. Off doing their college-y things.

For seniors, it's a bittersweet feeling, or so I've heard. But for the underclassmen directly below them, from what I've gathered, it's a lot more bitter than sweet. Tons of our friends are leaving and we still have another whole year of high school to go through without them. It's like a part of your heart is missing. I wake up in the morning and it feels surreal. It seems like they are just going to be here forever.

Who will smile at me in the morning with the brightest and most sincerely happy smile I have ever seen?

Who will give me my daily hugs? And greet me every morning? And then make me go to class?

Who will talk to me for an hour every day when I have to suffer through study hall?

Who will I complain about Acappella, in Acappella with?

Who will I be happy in Acappella with, like I am now?

Who is going to tell me all about their strange dreams every day?

Who is going to make me laugh every day during 1st period?

Who am I going to have to look up to on campus? The like 5 people in my class that are older than me?

Will my relationships with these people turn into weak IM conversations and the occasional phone call?

That's what some of my relationships with my friends already in college have been reduced to. However, there are some that are thriving. And I really hope I can salvage a good number of my relationships with these seniors also.

Also, as a result of them graduating, suddenly I'm a senior?

That's really queer.

There's a senior parent's meeting this Monday. I'm anxious about the things that are going to be discussed there.

Feelings are mixed at this point.

Two things I do know are:

A. I'm going to be crying my eyes out on stage at Baccalaureate.

B. I'm going to be carrying a rather large and cumbersome box of tissues to graduation.

Ah well.

All good things must come to an end.