I like the Nancy Pelosi Day song...
Wow, Im a bad blogger. lol So I'm not dead, surprisingly. But I have been so freakishly busy the past month or so that my head may explode. But...in a good way? I'm taking a T-TH class at UMO and thats kinda hectic to work into my schedule, but I'm managing (I think). Its PHI 104- Existentialism and Literature, which isn't nearly as daunting as thed title would leave you to believe. I'm also Editor-in-Chief at my school newspaper, the Old Town Screamer. A lot of work, but the payoff is amazing. Seeing this "thing" you slaved over (and threatened to kill innocent underclassmen if they didn't attempt to help out on) become an actual, tangeble thing is pretty spiffy. Now I just need to get Chelsey to quit. Can't write/won't attempt to write, WHY ARE YOU IN THE FREAKING CLASS?!?!?
Oh, gee, I forgot to add that I GOT ACCEPTED TO COLLEGE! I was the first person I know to get an acceptance letter from UMO, which felt kinda awesome. For every person who thought I was insane for sending in my application the day after Thanksgiving Break, I wag my finger at you. Hell, I wave my whole body at you. Followed by a "Nanny nanny boo boo" and the victory dance.
I threw a roll of paper towel at Amy's head yesterday. Then we had tacos. ("My taco flavored keesses honey!") We also played the slight bout of emoness game, which totally ended when Amy decided to laugh with a mouthful of water and become a fountain of hilarity. Oh well, her side of the bed was the one with the puddle. I needed Amy/Kaley zen time after the past couple weeks. Although its hard to reach a state of pure Nirvana when Nicki is yelling "YOUR A TOWEL!". It was funny...at first. I'm going tonight to the Macy's Holiday Winter Party Dance Thingy-ma-Jiggy with Nic tonight, and I have a pretty dress. A totally boob dress. Yaaaay.
Okay, I think I'm going to go jump on Amy and wake her up. Which means that by the time you read this, I may, infact, be dead.
Oh, gee, I forgot to add that I GOT ACCEPTED TO COLLEGE! I was the first person I know to get an acceptance letter from UMO, which felt kinda awesome. For every person who thought I was insane for sending in my application the day after Thanksgiving Break, I wag my finger at you. Hell, I wave my whole body at you. Followed by a "Nanny nanny boo boo" and the victory dance.
I threw a roll of paper towel at Amy's head yesterday. Then we had tacos. ("My taco flavored keesses honey!") We also played the slight bout of emoness game, which totally ended when Amy decided to laugh with a mouthful of water and become a fountain of hilarity. Oh well, her side of the bed was the one with the puddle. I needed Amy/Kaley zen time after the past couple weeks. Although its hard to reach a state of pure Nirvana when Nicki is yelling "YOUR A TOWEL!". It was funny...at first. I'm going tonight to the Macy's Holiday Winter Party Dance Thingy-ma-Jiggy with Nic tonight, and I have a pretty dress. A totally boob dress. Yaaaay.
Okay, I think I'm going to go jump on Amy and wake her up. Which means that by the time you read this, I may, infact, be dead.