Yeah, a friend of mine and I were spazzing out the other day because we're going to be juniors this year. [Yeah, we're sooo friggin' old, right?!] Anywho, we both were just kind of freaking out because we have to do a lot this year. We're taking an English course that counts as a college credit. So that's exciting and terrifying all at the same time. And then a lot of us are also now driving, and doing driver's ed [HA! Praise God I'm done with that mess] and just all this other stuff. We only have two graduating seniors this year, not because the senior class is incompetant and only two can graduate, there actually is only two people in that class. So they don't really have to plan all the events and stuff like that so the juniors get to help with planning prom, and homecoming, and all that jazz. We also are hoping that we can start fund-raising for our senior trip next year. We want to raise a lot of money so we can take a good trip. [We were thinking Europe. No one would listen to me and go to Japan. They're bums.] We tossed around a lot of ideas last year [yeah, we're all 'go-getters' we like to plan things and not wait until the last minute like some of the senior classes gone by] and it got really stupid towards the end of it, because I'd taken out a piece of paper and was writing down all the good ideas [i.e. Rome, Paris, London, Tokyo--which I put on the list for my own personal gain--, Antigua, Bahamas, ect.] and then Muffin grabbed my pencil and drew the moon, and stick figures of my classmates on said moon [which was lopsided, I might add] and said we should go to the moon. The conversation went downhill from there when we started saying we should go to Narnia... Yeah, forget us being good planners, our planning sessions always degenerate into madness.