Here I am, sitting triumphantly on my last day of my sophomore year, absolutely miserable.

It doesn't /feel/ like it's the last day at all. I've got so much on my mind. And it's already been a year since May 29th, which I'm going to tell you about now.

May 29th, 2007, I lost two of my old friends, Miranda Phelps and Lauren Dietz, in a car crash. It affected the whole school without a doubt. And yesterday, May 29th, 2008, we held a candlelight vigil and an open house at Miranda's home to remember them. As if we could ever forget.

Over the course of this school year, I've come to realize that I love watching people. It's so fun to watch them run and jump around. To play and have fun and plan their futures with their friends while I hang back, planning my own future with the love of my life.