I got an e-mail from my roomie today, and she goes to high school in one of the Minneapolis suburbs... she says that her school is SOOOO big that they have to rent the Target Center for graduation. THE TARGET CENTER! *bulging eyes* She said that if the T-Wolves beat the Lakers, they'll have to find a new place for commencement. This just amuses me so very, very much.

So... we're done with high school. We haven't technically graduated yet, but we're done with high school. We are done. With high school. Done. High School. *shakes head* Nope, still hasn't sunk in yet. Maybe one of these years I'll realize that I'll never eat another school lunch again. *devilish grin*

The other other,
Manda