Grown-Ups Still Dance, Right?

Hey. Did my Bio12 final yesterday. Like, 24 hours ago I was doin' it.
Weird how fast time goes by.

Anyways, aside from the two provincials I have next week, I'm finished with high school. Holy shit.
I don't really know how to go about grasping this, but I suppose I'll just do what I want for a while. Seeing as I have the time and lack of obligations neccesary to do so. Y'know?

Yesterday was my best friend KG's bufdaie, and it was fun. We went to this sushi restaurant in Vancouver that was super yummy. My favorite part was when the two of us got extremely giggly while her boyfriend and family conversed about war or something. I kept making faces at other customers, but they never saw. Well, one guy did, but we probably looked drunk enough to evade too much judgement. We went back to her house, her family & boyfriend napped, and her and I had a wonderful conversation on the carpeted stairs about a little bit of everything.

I don't know how I feel today. I got up feeling sort of congested and feverish, then read Bridget Jones' Diary for an hour and a half. It's sort of depressing. Considering I just finished Memoirs of a Geisha, which, in many ways was a richer book in my opinion, I feel like maybe I should've bridged the gap with something else. I have a book called Many Waters by Madeleine L'Engle. She wrote the Wrinkle in Time series - this book, too, is about wormholes or some bizarre tear in the universe or something.

I think I feel sort of sad and sluggish. I'm not feeling too energetic, but I just ate a bunch of food. I made myself breakfast. Two eggs, two pieces of toast, two european sausages, and half a sliced red bell pepper. A sausage and most of the pepper are still on an abandoned plate in the dining room. I should go get them and finish them. But I'm so frightfully full!

This summer, I think (or hope) should prove to be interesting.

I don't know how satisfied I feel with the goodbyes I've said so far. I told my french teacher I have a crush on him, so I feel somewhat accomplished. And embarassed. But, no regrets.

I'm feeling drawn to the mall. To get bubble tea. But what will that do? I don't know. I have absolutely nothing planned to do today. I want to go to the Richmond Night Market, but alas, I have no money. My mom said she probably wouldn't be able to take me. Harumph. I should clean my room, it's a disaster site.
I had a dream I hung out with a penguin last night.

Oof. I just got hit by a blunt pang of emotion. Does that ever happen to you? You think about someone or something and bang. Oof. It's like a kick in the chest.