June 11, 2003: the first day of summer vacation.

The weirdest part about all this is that I'm a senior. That is so hard to believe! Next year, we'll be the ones crossing that stage. I was sitting on the risers thinking, This is really uncomfortable--next year I'll have to try to get here early enough to get a chair on the floor when I suddenly realized that next year, I'll be guaranteed a seat on the floor--with the rest of my graduating class. My brain has suddenly decided to go into denial. This is crazy.

Well, I suppose the best I can do is enjoy this last year as much as I can--and this summer vacation! We're free until August 25th!