WARNING: MAY CONTAIN REPETITIVE/NONORIGINAL MATERIAL TO "SAY GOODBYE"-- I never wanted to speak at my graduation. Or never planned to. And I still don't. But in a sense, this is where I get to say all the corny cliches and goodbyes, or farewells. You know, all that good stuff. Here's my que to say "senior class of 2009, our day is here...." and so on. Everyone's counting down the days, and super excited for what awaits, but I've always tried my hardest at remaining happy and content on today. I don't want to wish away the days. I'm trying to limit my "can't waits" because somehow those leave me thinking more about tomorrow and my days go quicker. It seems I don't have enough time in the day to just sit and stare at a wall. Not that I would want to do it. But it's the thought that counts right? Anyway, to sum up: senior year is slipping through my fingers. Everyone's warned me, but I didn't think it would happen. ...TO BE CONTINUED **ROUGH DRAFT