how refreshing is waking up and diving straight into your swimming pool? i'm sitting here in a bathing suit and towel and my hair is dripping little water droplets onto the floor beneath me.

today marks the removal of the rest of the hanson posters from my walls. i'm taking down all of it, if i even get the chance to get around to it. saturday is my graduation party, and we need to get all the shit in the backyard fixed up and cleaned and spotless.

funny how i don't feel like i have anything to celebrate right now.

how excited am i to decorate my dorm room? so excited! as of now, I am in the process of putting together this big photo album to take with me, and im going to buy another one for pictures of me and my family to bring. orientation is this tuesday and I hope we get our dorm assignments and i meet my roommate already.

proof that the summer is flying by: fourth of july is in exactly one week from now. hopefully my family will let me celebrate it with my friends instead of standing outside on our porch watching dave and steve set off their cheap, crummy fireworks. ya know, like i do every frigging, boring year. i'd rather just curl up inside in the air conditioning and finish the book of Vonnegut short stories eric lent me.

dear me, i just realized i didn't talk about graduation. needless to say, it was a beautiful, beautiful ceremony. the pinnacle moment of the night was when we did that salute thingy, where the students throw their caps up in the air. i watched mine as it went up, up, up, curved, then came back down, probably on someones head.

everyone has memories, whether they be good or bad, that they will vividly recall for the rest of their lives, little slices of life that stays with them for all eternity. throwing my cap was one of those clear, concentrated moments that i know i'll remember for the rest of my life; a moment right up there on the memory bank list with my last Gypsy curtain call and the first time eric told me he loved me.

just to let everyone know, i have had the most amazing senior year.

i'm in college mode already. i want my books, like, now.

for now, im just putzing around till 1:30 when i go to eric's and we spend the entire day together.

"absence makes the heart grow fonder" better be fucking true.

oh yeah, and um, i'm graduating today. mmhmm.

my senior prom was last friday. have i ever mentioned that eric looks positively smashing in a tux? well, he does. and he did, last friday.

all in all, there really isn't much detail to go into. i guess i really kinda did have the cheesy, fairy-tale prom i was hoping for.

last night i went out with eric and his family for dinner and the adults somehow came upon the topic of swallowing. and, yes, i do mean that kind of swallowing.

And now, for the plea: starting wednesday, I need my friends, those dear, sweet people that actually take time to read this on the occasional basis, to do me one favor: keep me busy. the more i get out of the house, the better. i cannot stay home by myself; i need to go out every night for at least the next two weeks after wednesday.

eric leaves wednesday morning. therefore, tomorrow is "alex and eric day", all day.

call me vain, but it just dawned on me that prom is in one, two, three and a half days and i am nowhere near from being as tan as i would like to be. i'm hitting the salon tonight.

i am in the mood to see a musical. i've listened to the Gypsy soundtrack inside and out, and while i love it, it's getting old. i want something new. Urinetown or Les Miz is what i want.

anyone wanna go?

What kind of ANGEL are you?

Quiz made by Angela

high school is officially over. it doesn't seem so, though. it seems like i'll wake up on monday morning, get a ride with steoh, we'll talk like usual..go to our regular classes..then seventh will roll around and we'll go to phil's for lunch or something..and then i'll come home on the bus and hang out with eric.

but...its over. weird.

i was sitting last night after i got home from eric's thinking about everything i'm going to miss. i'm going to miss seeing rosenstein come barreling down the hallway shouting some nonsensical mumbo-jumbo. i'm going to miss the anticipation in my stomach between every period because i know i'll see eric come walking towards me. i'm going to miss hearing orlando's insanely loud voice yelling at some poor student from down the hall. i'm going to miss melissa and jerry's editorials. i'm going to miss going out to lunch and trying to make it back in forty minutes. i'm going to miss mrs. brennan so so so much that its going to hurt. i'm going to miss seeing waterhouse, hearing him call me "rrralex". i'm going to miss corrine falling in the hallway at least once a day. i'm going to miss our gym class. i'm going to miss mike contino and drew solomon giving gandolfo hell every morning. i'm going to miss doing the announcements. i'm even going to miss being bored in ross's class every day, believe it or not.

in other news, taylor hanson is married. how amusing.

did anyone see ewan on the mtv movie awards? oy. he looked both exquisite and rugged all at once, if that combination even works. and kate beckinsale was even more stunning than ever.

i'm in the mood to write, but i have a math final on monday that I need to start studying for.

ITS GETTIN' HOT IN HERE; SO TAKE OFF ALL YOUR CLOTHES!!!

I AM..SO HOT...I'M GONNA TAKE MY CLOTHES OFF!!

...still hyper from the hangout with mimes and jy where i got a discount on my cereal from george, i dropped ice down my shirt, and mima hit me with her plastic thingy that she flicked across the table.

i just ate a peice of onion and now my mouth is burning.

i miss eric so much it hurts.

so eric told me my graduation gift starts with a "T" and he just got it engraved. anyone have any idea what he may be talking about?

today was the last full five-day wee of school. it hasn't hit me yet. my last day of high school is in less than a week. i get my yearbook this wednesday.

what is wrong with this picture?