  Harmony: "You know, I really wish we could have got to know each other better. " Willow: "Me, too. " Harmony: "I mean, you're so smart. I always wanted to be like that. " Willow: "Thanks, you're so sweet! " Harmony: "I hope we don't lose touch.
" Willow: "No, we'll hang out. Oh, I'm gonna miss her. " Buffy: "Don't you hate her? " Willow: "Yes, with a fiery vengeance. She picked on me for 10 years. The vacuous tramp.
It's like a sickness, Buffy. I'm just missing everything. I miss P.E.! " This has been my basic frame of mind the last few days in particular, minus the hating people part. Or the missing of P.E. And now classes are officially over, and all that's left are Baccalaureate, Senior picnic, and the actual graduation.
I don't think it's really sunk in yet, though. I mean, I'm already missing everyone because I know I probably won't see most of them much (if ever) again, and that sucks because everyone is really cool. On the other hand, I don't think it's really sunk in yet that I'm not going to be going back to school at Paly next year. It's hard to imagine what college will be like, which I think adds to the feeling of detatchment. On a side note, I've been spending the last few days scrambling to put together the present my chem class gave to our teacher. I'm actually rather pleased by the outcome, which is good since I dedicated more than a few hours to make it.
The "it" to which I refer, of course, is a "Men of Chemistry" calendar, featuring all of the guys in our class. Copies of the pictures are posted in my pictures section, so go check 'em out. 
