Closer and Closer....
Graduation is getting closer and closer. It's so crazy. Today, we had the Awards Assembly and it was so weird having the awards actually be for us. And, even weirder? (Is that a word?) I won one. I didn't think I was going to, but then this morning my mom was all, "What are you wearing today?"
And, with Cherrios practically falling out of my mouth, I asked, "Why?"
And she's all, "Just wear something nice."
And I kind of put two and two together, but I didn't know what I was getting or if I was even getting an award and not a scholarship. The way I figured it, the only possibility could have been English, but that's such a broad subject. I mean, everyone is eligible for it. But, yeah, I won Literature. I didn't even know we gave away that award, I didn't remember it from last year. I didn't realize they were talking about me until they mentioned the Spring Theatre Festival and then I was like, "Oh, crappers, that's me." Anyway, I didn't fall up or down the stairs. So that was good. And my parents gave me flowers. That was nice. And they had coffee cake afterwards. That was AWESOME.
And, today I had my last dance class. Friday is the rehearsal and then Saturday is the show. I'm going to be such a mess. I stayed ten minutes after class today because I literally did not want to leave the studio. It's really sad--fifteen incredibly important years of my life will be over within two hours on Saturday. Oh, Lord. Anyway, my mom is still working on dragging my brothers there. But I know that Kris and Nancy will be coming and we're going to Friendly's afterwards for ice cream. Woot, woot.
In other news, I freaking love my new hair. I was kind of nervous when I was getting it done, but when I saw it, I was so happy. I think it fits my personality more now too. When I was getting my blonde highlights, I was trying to fit this type of mold. I think my hair helps bring out this unique side of me. And people might take me more seriously now. And I think that, being blonde, people expect me to be all cheery and smiles and sometimes I can't always be that. It's funny how hair can really help define a person.
My grandma wasn't happy about it though. She saw me and her face fell. Whatever. She's been every hair color under the damn sun. And she admitted it herself.
And yes, my brother got an ipod for his birthday. And yes, HE DESERVES TO DIE.
And, the other brother? He's got a 50% breathing capability and an ulcer.
My mother? On my ass about this graduation party Kris and I are having.
My father? At work 24/7. 'Cause he's "the boss" now.
Oh, the Kellers.
And, with Cherrios practically falling out of my mouth, I asked, "Why?"
And she's all, "Just wear something nice."
And I kind of put two and two together, but I didn't know what I was getting or if I was even getting an award and not a scholarship. The way I figured it, the only possibility could have been English, but that's such a broad subject. I mean, everyone is eligible for it. But, yeah, I won Literature. I didn't even know we gave away that award, I didn't remember it from last year. I didn't realize they were talking about me until they mentioned the Spring Theatre Festival and then I was like, "Oh, crappers, that's me." Anyway, I didn't fall up or down the stairs. So that was good. And my parents gave me flowers. That was nice. And they had coffee cake afterwards. That was AWESOME.
And, today I had my last dance class. Friday is the rehearsal and then Saturday is the show. I'm going to be such a mess. I stayed ten minutes after class today because I literally did not want to leave the studio. It's really sad--fifteen incredibly important years of my life will be over within two hours on Saturday. Oh, Lord. Anyway, my mom is still working on dragging my brothers there. But I know that Kris and Nancy will be coming and we're going to Friendly's afterwards for ice cream. Woot, woot.
In other news, I freaking love my new hair. I was kind of nervous when I was getting it done, but when I saw it, I was so happy. I think it fits my personality more now too. When I was getting my blonde highlights, I was trying to fit this type of mold. I think my hair helps bring out this unique side of me. And people might take me more seriously now. And I think that, being blonde, people expect me to be all cheery and smiles and sometimes I can't always be that. It's funny how hair can really help define a person.
My grandma wasn't happy about it though. She saw me and her face fell. Whatever. She's been every hair color under the damn sun. And she admitted it herself.
And yes, my brother got an ipod for his birthday. And yes, HE DESERVES TO DIE.
And, the other brother? He's got a 50% breathing capability and an ulcer.
My mother? On my ass about this graduation party Kris and I are having.
My father? At work 24/7. 'Cause he's "the boss" now.
Oh, the Kellers.