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So... Ragtime is over. It was a good show. I had a lot of fun. Ag Field Day and the NJ Folk Festival were fun too. I feel like lately I've been doing Rutgers things I haven't done in the past four years solely for the sake of saying I did them. I feel like, OOH I'm graduating, I have to do this first! Although I haven't been to Rutgersfest yet. That's ok. I'm not into the whole, "drinking, forty bazillion people and a rap band" scene. Anyway. Ag Field Day in combination with working backstage and then going to Applebee's wore me out, both physically and emotionally. As usual, my mind didn't know what to do with the emotional stuff, so even though not all of it was bad, my mind sent it all over to my body which decided to make it physical pain. It manifested itself in a way that has only happened maybe 4-5 times before. During times of extreme fatigue, I get something in my joints that feels kinda like arthritis. The first time I felt it was after a 6 hour hike literally up and down mountains in Italy under the blistering sun. I couldn't sleep that night because of the pain in my ankles, knees, wrists, elbows, and shoulders. Luckily, yesterday wasn't that bad- it was only my ankles swollen and throbbing and one knee. But I was all better in the morning, and slept through church just to catch up on the sleep I haven't been getting all semester.

Then I went to U-Yee's with Cara, Doug, James, Anissa, and Steve for some really good sushi (1/2 off). That was fun. The theme of the conversation topics seemed to be "torture and violent death" which I guess is natural coming from martial artists. James isn't a martial artist, but he is an engineer, so he has cool chemical ways of contributing to the conversation. Made me think my brother's going to fit right in when he comes to Rutgers and I drag him into the whole jujitsu scene.

After that I got back to my apartment, showered, and fiddled with my hair forever. Steve and I went to the BA Theater Major's Ball. It was a lot of fun. I normally don't like that kind of thing and I wasn't planning on going until Andrea called me on Easter Sunday to see if I was going. She convinced me, and it was partly because her phone call meant I had something to do besides sit and be ignored by my cousins and aunts and uncles.

And it was really worth it. Steve and Anissa plotted on a whole corsage-bouttoniere thing, and it was just a really good time. I remember a long time ago I wrote a poem that said something along the lines of "I just want a fairy tale night with a pretty dress and a handsome guy." And while I've had that type of night before, somehow... tonight was... I guess the matured version of that. Like I've been waiting and getting fulfilling awesome nights before this, but tonight was... what the poem was about. There was something about the energy of the room, the atmosphere... that sort of fulfilled what I had in the poem. I danced a little... got my swing dance in, and the Cotton-eyed Joe song. I learned a new version of the dance to it- being from the sticks, we kinda have a more hick version lol.

And during dinner, I had this thought hit me: I'm graduating. Will I ever see these people again? And so I had the sudden urge to take a picture of every person I know haha. So I got a bunch of pictures, and they did a presentation honoring seniors (I got a fake diploma, a "degree certificate"). So in a way, it is a little sad too.

But, I haven't graduated yet, which means I still have a paper due in the morning, so I'm gonna get to it. Goodnight.