Does hangover blood sell for less?

So, I was reading old posts from this year and got to thinking how incredibly much I am going to miss you guys. I mean I have poured my life into you all for the past 7 years and my life is currently inextricably entangled in all of you guys and your lives. I do realize that this cannot be the case forever, nor would any of us want it to be the case forever, but still, it is significantly sad. And the worst, yet simultaneously best, part of this all is that it has not truly hit me yet. Maybe it never will...maybe we will slowly untangle ourselves from each other. In some ways that is what I would like to happen. But part of me wants to feel overwhelmed, being overwhelmed seems like the appropriate emotion right now. Maybe that is just my overly extreme sentimentality. I hate being so ridiculously sentimental, it interferes with my life. The blog is good. While it is not an exact diary of high school, and it is likely that someday I will forget the background to all these posts of our lives, it is still an amazing account of our lives as high schoolers. Well, even though I would like to be emotional right now, somehow it is just not coming to me. I guess it is just the fact that I am too sick of school to think about actually missing it a lot.

Anyways, we should eat at Dennys the morning that the first of us moves away. And the night before we should have a nice movie watching, food eating, girl night. Also, Busch Gardens would be nice to spend some time at over summer. I don't know who has a pass, or who is getting a pass, but we should keep it in mind.

I love you guys a huge amount. You all have all of my love!!!!

Kelsey

hungry, hungry hippo

i am at christina's house. she is making pizza and putting away the dishes. i am doing nothing. winter break is very, very soon. hooray. "just dance." that's all.

school's out for the weekend!

yeah, it is. and i'm in savannah, georgia. the ride was sort of boring. but i should sleep well for now. love ya'll. ~bj

AHHHHH

The world is falling out from under me, but there is nothing I can do. The days have just slipped by lately and the're gone before I can get a grip on the fact that they have come. I'm not ready for the future but it doesn't seem to care about that. It's heading forward just like the days when I wanted it to come, only faster. Isn't it funny how that happens? When I am where I am going, will I look back and think I did OK? Or will I think I should have done more? Guys, I want to have no regrets, count em...zero. Lets hurry up and make every second count...because you can't use a second twice. We have one shot at this year and we have to make it great. Beyond great...magnificent.

So, Friday is the game, Saturday the meet. We should do something else too, like sky dive. Bethany, I really want to do that with you this year. OK maybe want is the wrong word. But I have a strong gut compulsion to do it. I'll check out the prices...and maybe some statistics, just to be on the safe side. We should all go.

We should also karaoke together. We sounded good on Rasberry Beret...

I love you all bunches and bunches!
K.D.

"This is what it sounds like when doves cry"

the remedy is the experience

I hereby solemnly swear that the blog will cease and desist its suckage for the month of September and all months to follow. But in particular, September. All who are with me, please sign.

Chris

vool

I don't where, confused about how as well

Si, Feliz Cinco de Mayo a todos. Y a todos un buen noche...or something. Yeah, I'm not doing much today, except for some homework and such. Just chillin...kinda bored actually. Making tortellini for lunch - that makes me happy. Then I'm pretty sure we're going to see Grease tonight, that should be good...

-Mo'
"let's waste time, chasing cars..."