Enlightening

My mom is right. I have met some of the most interesting people here. I feel not only jealous, but amazed by their lives, almost on a daily basis. If I want to meet more people like the ones I am meeting here, then I better hope I end up in a great school. This is what I promise myself.

DRAMA, long time no see! Hahaha. It's definitely here to stir things up... silly, silly teenagers and their hormones. "HEY! You look kinda cute!"

Intensive

So I'm kinda stuck in an 8th floor dorm doing something that I absolutely hate at this point, and will be continuing to do for days on end. SATs and college essays are so meaningless. Why do we have to be reduced to a number to explain our entire life's achievements? And even for the essay, why do we have to have entirely perfect english and grammer? I thought it was supposed to be about our uncomplicated selves. What's so wrong with blurting about our lives (kinda like blogging, haha)? In lots of ways, it's the purest form of our being; not some essay that went through 93405809430 revisions. I kinda wish the admissions people could just look into our souls and know if we would be a perfect match for that college. It would make life so much easier. But then again, "life sucks, then you die," says Jacob Black<3

Speaking of Jacob Black, the pictures and trailers on Tram's tumblr make me HELLA EXCITED for new moon!

The carpet being yanked out

My mother told me I can't swim for the next two weeks, ugggggggh!!! god, i'm so pissed. And I think I know why too; she's testing me. She thinks I hang out with people on the team too much and she thinks it's a replay of my "suspicious" behavior from back in 8th grade. She wants to see how mad I get and play me out as a the lying bad guy. WELL IT AIN'T GONNA WORK. Instead of the whining teenager, I'm gonna be the responsible adult and make her the whining teenager. This little experiment should be interesting. I'll figure out the details later... for now, I'm gonna go punch a wall. I WANNA SWIM!!! She can't take that away from me; to do so would mean that she must not know me at all!

Physics finals are over, HALLELUJAH! Professor still hasn't updated grades yet... but I really do hope that I maintain my grade, even with the final that was such a jerk move on her part. I'm really glad I took the class though cause 6 weeks and it's over! Now all that's left is that annoying US History class... and SAT classes that start next week. Aiyaaaa, when will summer truly begin?