These are the day, my friends.

I have grown accustomed to measuring the amount of time that has lapsed between now and the days of The Princess and the Princess by studying the nail of my middle finger on my left hand. It feels like it was yesterday, but I know it was really much longer because the new nail is probably 3 weeks away from being completely grown in. 

Tonight we decided to quiet down after being such party girls last night, so Tina, Allie, Kathy and I opted to complete a Little Mermaid puzzle and watch Armageddon. I love it. And them. A lot.

Luke Taylor now knows how much we care for him. It's for the best, really. It was time to come clean. What a sweet and talented and attractive Austrailian boy with a aptitude for Shakespeare.

"I've heard it said 
That people come into our lives for a reason
Bringing something we must learn
And we are led
To those who help us most to grow 
If we let them
And we help them in return"

Everyone deserves the chance to fly.

I wish I could be more excited about college.

I wish my Natale wasn't moving to Florida.

I wish I could be in another show. Or four.

I wish it wasn't raining.

I wish I knew what I was doing.

I wish I wasn't scared of the unknown.

I wish some people weren't so conceited.

I wish there was a way to relive specific moments in the past whenever you needed to.

But there's really nothing I can do.

Oh well.

Thippawithett.

Cape House Painting 2004 was absolutely smackulent. I love Ms. Mastroianni, and now that this whole student teacher thing is behind us we can officially become best friends for LIFE.

Last night dear, dear Bryan provided us with a delicious, somewhat illegally distributed copy of Cold Mountain, so Kristina, Alison, Natale, Ian, and I joyfully watched it, taking complete pleasure in the fact that the rest of the world is forced to wait until next week to see Jude and Nicole in all of their glory.

And now that I have officially been home for 24 hours, it is time for me to hit the road once again and head off to an exhilerating college orientation. I'm not sure how I feel about this nomadic lifestyle. I do know that it makes my parents like me more because they don't have time to get irritated with me and vice versa. Interesting.

No day but today.

"Forget regret or life is yours to miss."

I love RENT.

Pig Fetus.

So this is what it's like.

I can't think of any words.

Except for one.

Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

There will never be a sequal to E.T.. This knowledge is useful in case anyone spent 2 years of THEIR lives patiently waiting for it to happen. But I think I may be the only one in that particular bateau.

Then again...it seems to me that good things DO in fact come to those who wait.

Interesting.

What do you sink?

So I couldn't have asked for a better Beach Week.

When I get the pictures back, I'll show anyone who's interested and give them the play by play, because honestly I can't really remember any specifics at the moment. They're kind of all smashed together into one magical mass of Disney.

I missed everyone terribly and have some major catching up to do, so it's high time I got started!

I have to go and fetch my diploma tomorrow.

I hope I didn't bring whatever was biting my feet and legs in Florida home with me. I have enough itchy welts to connect them and form an Eiffel Tower.

If the past few weeks are an indication as to what this summer's going to be like, then HOT DOG let's get this party started!

Whee.

Someone I know is Charming Charming Charming. And it makes me nervous. But you know what?

It's better than fine.