So everything is ending-- the married couple has called it quits, Charlie Sheen is off the air, and Bin Laden has just been executed. I would say it's the end of an era that marks this high school "journey" (or for those who can't stand to think of life as a grand narrative, a "hurrah"). The only thing I can say about the upcoming festivities is that I am stressed, excited, and sad.
Breaking your metatarsal a few days before the AP exam must be incredibly difficult. Not only physically debilitating, but ominously ironic. All I can say is-- don't worry about us, we have been prepared to our utmost! Omen or not, we will do well.
Also ironic, my date sprained his ankle two days before prom. I can't tell if I was angry with him or just amused. It's ironic because, if not for a sprained ankle three months prior, we would not have created the Folk Ravers (our joke band, but for those who read this blog, you probably already know this). Therefore, why be mad if it is what brought us together in the first place? Furthermore, he sprained it by tripping over a tree root while avoiding jumping over a bush, which, by his judgment, would have been more dangerous.
Yes, everything is winding down, including classes and AP exams. Except this thing that may or may not be winding down, which I newly discovered, but is probably already winding down, although it's just starting up.
This made me smile. Like this -> :)
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