School is finally over! I am a SENIOR. HELLO!!! Wasn't it just yesterday that I was a freshman? Where did the time go? Graduation parties: Just an excuse to get a free meal. Congrats to all who graduated, though!

Work has begun ... they call it work for a reason. Well, actually, it is fun. And we don't work a whole lot. But when it's really hot, and there are crabby people, now that's work! Come and visit me sometime, though. (I'm over at the Rec Center if you didn't know)

Took the ACTs this past Saturday. *huge sigh* At least I got them over with. I really hope I did well on them. I hate that 3 hours of your life can basically decide the next 4 years. In the event that I don't do as well as I'd hoped, there's always the October ones... but that is too far in the future.

Goodbye to everyone who is leaving the great U. S. of A. (or going somewhere other then MN) You all are going to have an amazing time whether you are in France, Israel, Poland, or anywhere else you happen to be going. As for me-I'm leaving for New York on Monday. I'm really excited, seeing as this will be my second time there. This time will be so much better -- no nazis there to ruin my time! Broadway: Here I come!

Adieu, mes amies. (Farewell my friends)

19 more hours as a junior! (2 1/2 more days)!!

Recently, a song that I sang in 4th grade came back to me:

All things end, so my friend. We, too, shall be parting.
Moments shared, slowly drift, into memories.
But with time, on our side; one day we'll be together.
Until then, we must say good-bye.

Thank you for the happiness we've shared along the way.
May it be a constant friend each hour everyday.
May the songs we sang together live within our minds.
Sweet memories of joy and love untouched by age or time.

All things end, so my friend. We, too, shall be parting.
Moments shared, slowly drift, into memories.
But with time, on our side; one day we'll be together.
Until then, we must say good-bye.

I haven't written a poem in a long time for a few reasons... I haven't had enough inspiration, and I haven't had the time. Yes, sometimes I like to rhyme my poems, I think it makes it fun ... even if it makes it cheesy. Well, here's the product of my thoughts:

To whom it may concern:
Feelings are not something to be tampered with
Why start something you aren't going to finish?
Don't take for granted the opportunities you've been given
Your life was meant for livin'
I really hope that through me you learn
I'm writing this to whom it may concern

On a different note, tonight I had an awaking. I was at Goodwill and the guy that worked there told me that I was rich. I politely declined, saying that I wasn't. Then he proceeded to ask me if I had a job. If I drove. If I was healthily. If I was in school. To which I replied yes to each. He then told me that because of all those things, I was rich. Once in a while, everyone needs a dose of reality to put things back into perspective.

Just found this out, since no one cares to tell me things anymore: Megan, Mac, and Aly are lax captains for next year! CONGRATS to all. Mac, I know how much you've wanted this and so I'm incredibly proud of you.

6 more days!!! That's it! (42 hrs) YESSSSSSSSSSSS

My first day of work for the summer is on Sat. I am really glad cuz I'm in a deficit for money! I can't wait to try our new food. How good does a microwavable cheeseburger sounds? I mean, c'mon!

Gatta go do..something

So, the play is over and I have to confess that although I met some really cool people, I'm not particularly sad that it is over, like I am with, say, the Temple play. Good job, to all, though: we really pulled it off! Go us! I will miss seeing you all everyday.

I would like to take a minuet to talk about yearbooks. I was talking to Alex Conery on Friday when the yearbook signing frenzy started and I asked him to sign my yearbook. He proceeded to tell that he doesn't like signing them and wont let anyone sign his. I asked him why. He said because he thinks it is silly to try to sum up a whole year, or a whole friendship on the pages of a yearbook. I think that makes a lot of sense. I mean, how many of you have sat there thinking of what you were going to write to so-and-so ... or ended up writing relatively the same thing in each person's? Doesn't that tell you sometime? True, I enjoy getting my yearbook as a remembrance of the year past, but reading 20 messages of "Libby, we have to hang out, c/m." "Have a good summer." "Math was fun." gets a little old. Although I do enjoy those few messages where people confess there hidden love for me, hint hint. So, in the event that I don't get to signing your yearbook this year: _____, I had so much fun with you in ______! Have a terrific summer and call me when you get a chance! ~Heart~ Libby.

I HATE Hopkins and Armstrong ... they only have 3 half days left of school... AHHH not fair! I WANT OUT! OK... I'm OK. 8 days. 56 hrs (yes, I calculated it)

Well, ta ta for now...