I am free and I have soup!
I have delicious soup. Delicious, delicious soup. With bread. Nutritionless white bread. Yummm.
Anyoway, finals are ovvvvver. So ovvvver. I totally owned them. Seriously. They were my bitches. I had them up against the wall, screaming in agony as I filled those little circly things on the scantrons.
Oer. I am strange.
But I'm soooo happy. So happy. I have SATs tomorrow but you know something? I can do it. And then I'm going to see Pan's Labryinth with Chels. It will be THE shit. And then on Suuunday I need to go out and find a prom dress. Or two. Haven't decided if I'm going to Jason's because he hasn't "asked" yet. (If he surprises me like with Winter Ball, I will say no. Who the hell asks someone if they want to go to two weeks before a formal dance? He's lucky I'm a sucker for teddy bears, red roses, and chocolate. Really lucky.) Seriously though, that's why I hate the couple's default business: "Hey, we're going right?" "Yeah. You picking me up?" "Yeah."
DUDIES next week. San Francisco. Jersey Boys. I am sooo excited. Shopping, singing, and hobos. YESMUCH. Get to skip a day of school and then some!
Life is soooo good when finals are over.
(I am currently suffering from lack of sleep. But the fact that I've been sleeping at 4:00 each night might have something to do with that. Ah well.)
Anyoway, finals are ovvvvver. So ovvvver. I totally owned them. Seriously. They were my bitches. I had them up against the wall, screaming in agony as I filled those little circly things on the scantrons.
Oer. I am strange.
But I'm soooo happy. So happy. I have SATs tomorrow but you know something? I can do it. And then I'm going to see Pan's Labryinth with Chels. It will be THE shit. And then on Suuunday I need to go out and find a prom dress. Or two. Haven't decided if I'm going to Jason's because he hasn't "asked" yet. (If he surprises me like with Winter Ball, I will say no. Who the hell asks someone if they want to go to two weeks before a formal dance? He's lucky I'm a sucker for teddy bears, red roses, and chocolate. Really lucky.) Seriously though, that's why I hate the couple's default business: "Hey, we're going right?" "Yeah. You picking me up?" "Yeah."
DUDIES next week. San Francisco. Jersey Boys. I am sooo excited. Shopping, singing, and hobos. YESMUCH. Get to skip a day of school and then some!
Life is soooo good when finals are over.
(I am currently suffering from lack of sleep. But the fact that I've been sleeping at 4:00 each night might have something to do with that. Ah well.)