"I'm 'enry the eighth. I am, I am."

[oh_shadowboxer]

So it's late for me to be up, almost midnight an i owe it all to dear mr. smeader and my history paper. Actually it's not his fault, it's mine for waiting so long to work on it and also for not knowing whether it's due first thing in the morning or by 9 PM. I'm counting on 9 since i only have 3 out of the 6 pages written. Anyway, i'm having trouble convincing myself that it's ok to go to sleep. I mean Smead's a reasonable guy. He'd understand that i, among others, was confused about what time this paper was due and that i also had to work 4-10 tonight. Right? I even got myself as far as, well if i have to i'll beg him to accept it late and start me at a lower letter grade (i.e. if i have a perfect paper, the best i can get is a B). I'm ok with that. So as a write this i'm toiling over what i should do. Go to sleep and pray that i have 2 studyhalls and tomorrow afternoon to work on it, or spaz about it being late. Oui Vei.

Anyway, this weekend was fab. Prom was amazing. i had so much fun with dan and alotof my friends were there too. After prom was nice too.
Saturday night i was at a party at Hailey's and hd a great time running around her backyard with scott and alicia. WOOOO.
Sunday i had to work at 5AM so i naturally had some regrets about being out so late friday, but i made it through. Then i came home and basically slept for 24 hours.

I can't wiat to be done with responsibility for 3 months and just be able to relax. 5 days left until i'm free. then it's on to senior year!!! Yes!