Cringe

So there's this book called Cringe, and it's a bit interesting because it's just a bunch of journals and diaries from people that used to be teenagers (imagine that!)
It's called "cringe" because the author had this thing where she wanted to find the worst /slash/ most embarassing entry ever, the one that made them physically cringe.

It's hilarious, but it's also interesting because, HEY, I'm a teenager. Except some of these people we like, 11 when they wrote the entry, and they were WAY more into dating and popularity than I was when I was 11.

That's not really saying a lot, since I was a weirdo, but still...


In other news.

I'm proofing Tae Jun's college application essay thing, and it made me realize, "Crap. I'm awesome at editing stuff."
I just hate writing essays.

It's been in my mind quite a bit because I have to figure out pretty soon what the heck I'm going to be when I grow up, since I'll have to major in it and live with it for the rest of my life.

My mother is assured that I will be a doctor.
My father is still harboring a secret longing that I will become some sort of artist.

I HAVE NO IDEA.

I like teaching, giving people back massages, and doodling.

I'm good at giving back massages, editing, and memorizing things.

I HATE MATH, WHICH BASICALLY RULES OUT ANYTHING IN THE WORLD.


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In other news.


I miss Meagan :(
and MVA.


Speaking of MVA...

It's been bothering me that I don't really like it as much as I did. I mean, I still love it there, but the administration has gone CRAZY and I never get to talk to Dean Shiela and it's all just ridiculous.

I'm going to go work on my wedding project now, like I should've been doing the entire time...

When it's cold I'd like to Die...

I miss that song...

In other news.

My little brother is having his birthday party today.

I'm surrounded by pre-pubescebt HELL.

It was worse earlier.

They had NERF GUNS.
I think some of them drew blood.

Except! My favorite is always Isaac. He's so polite! A few years, and he'll be someone's dream guy.


Aaaaand...

I'm bored.

And tired.

WELL THEN.

I'll have a senior year, no meat, to go please. Yes, I'll have some crappy administration on the side. Wild Times? I'm not sure. Okay, but just a size small... Already? Wow, I guess that's why they call it "to go"!


:D


So, there was a sign on Mrs Daniels' door that was asking all the seniors to go give her information for their gown sizes.

We were pretty much freaking out about it, in a very low key way.
(Is that contradictory?)


In other news.

Did I mention that I'm campus bound, taking counseling, working in the cafeteria on weekends, and have my phone taken until January (minus homeleaves)?

Apparently, I'm becoming a wild child.

Will & Alex were suspended for 10 days and missed government trip for streaking naked down freshman hall. Jeff got an in school suspension for telling them NOT to streak down freshman hall.

Jessica and Kristy got a talking to and a letter sent home.

Everyone's been having a ridiculous amount of detentions.



Moving on.

Other than that, senior year = AWESOME.