I decided that senior projects are a good thing, because they get everyone else slowly accustomed to the lack of the seniors' presence. Not to say that I'm not incredibly sad that they're done. I watched the senior guys graduate today. It didn't seem real, for whatever reason. It doesn't seem so final to me anymore, which is weird, because it is final. Maybe I'm just ready to step up to the plate and take my place as a senior. But I don't think I'll want to leave that place once I get there. I really hope senior year goes well for me.

My grandparents are home. I'm glad they got back safe and sound.

I have to get off now, or mom'll start to yell.