Friday, May 14, 2004

I'm graduating.

I need to go buy groceries for tomorrow.

I'm walking accross a stage in front of more than a thousand people.

I need to check someone out at 9:30am.

I'm graduating.

Don't forget to fill out the room inventory sheet for next year.

It is finally sinking in.

I hope mom can make it through the graduation.

Don't trip.

I hope it doesn't rain, or we won't get to do the traditional "walk."

Please don't have a boring speaker who drones on for hours.

Don't fall asleep.

I wonder who all I will see, who will I walk with?

Don't catch what mom caught.

I'm graduating.

Yep. These are my thoughts. I can't seem to put more than a few sentences together of the same topic. My poor mind is racing like crazy.

Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!