I figured I had better write now, what with the busy night ahead of me. I took last night off, watching a few movies with friends before coming home to do a little packing. I am packing all of the non-visable items in my room, so that my family can still see my room looking nice for graduation, but I've started packing.

As for tonight, it's Senior Night, and the annual swim team toga party, Carpe Scrotum. I guess I have never mentioned this party in the past, though I feel like it should always have earned mentioning.

First-year I came home to cry to James after the senior women played a trick on me by trying to get a rise out of me by keeping James from going home with me. I do remember though that he came up to me about 20 minutes after I got there, when I was remaining as calm as possible, and said I'm getting in to trouble, let's go home. I think that was the point where we actually started being together as a couple.

Sophomore year, I barely remember... I wonder why that could be? I think the party was pretty lame, in retrospect.

Junior year, I was part of the party who hosted, and while I had the intense pleasure of having my ankle wrapped after spraining it in my ballet final two days prior, I remember that lots of people came and I had a fun time nonetheless.

This year? Well that remains to be seen, but I am wearing a shower curtain as my toga, along with black accessories and big curly hair. Could be an adventure. It also has the unique privilege of being pre-partied by the senior class... Power Hour? Maybe pictures? Time will tell.