there was no dan bi at school today. i felt sad, almost cheated. as if i had been rudely deprived of a morning of bugging her about her decibel level but loving her for it all the more. the most depressing thing about it was that she missed the shortest chemistry class in the history of the course. it was like a divine gift, that class. it came and went, instead of the usual pattern of coming and going, going, going, going, going, going, and eventually gone.

i feel sad, though. it seems like it took me an entire year to figure out that i had it pretty good this year. even though there was more work, i feel stronger because of it. next year is going to be hard. not as many screaming freshmen. no henry. no monthly abuse from gretchen at NFL meets. no listening to anita talk about stupid pimple face who we hate now. no "oh, it's okay, it's just junior year. what sucks now will be so much better next time." there won't be a next time.

but i know i'm happy when i remember that there not being an next time is actually a good thing. moving up, moving on. it's hard, but it's necessary. and it's fun. i'm excited, but still intent on treasuring the time we've all got left together and savoring the next year so that it'll be good memories that stay with me forever instead of those terribly charming ones that make you want to cringe.

it's times like these that make me miss you, jae hee! :) whenever it's a happy/sad time i always think of you. it must be the happy portion. ;)

i would've made this post funny, but i'm out of humorous energy and i always hate it when it's obvious that you're trying too hard to be funny.

quizas i'll try again next time.