I am only one and a half school days away from being on Christmas vacation. It's so close, it's almost killing me. I'm dreading tomorrow and Tuesday. I don't want to take my spanish test, or my algebra quiz. I don't want to get my biology test back, and I think I'd rather crawl into a hole and die than confront my insights teacher about my project. I just want to put it all behind until the new year. But procrastinating is always my stupid solution, so I guess it is best that I get it over with in the next few days. Still, that doesn't mean I'm looking forward to it.
In other non-important news, I sort of had a fiesta at the library yesterday. I think I'm set for a little bit.
Last night I went over my friends house for a small Christmas party, just me, her, and three other girls. It was alright, we just watched The OC and ate candy, I still felt like the fifth wheel though, because they'd all be crowded on one couch and I'm alone on the other, or they'd pair off and be talking and I'm just sitting there. Those parts were a little depressing. But I guess it wasn't bad. Two of them said they were planning to go to California after high school graduation, one of which is one of my best friends. I don't know how to feel about that. I want to go. And I said I wanted to go too (although I just realized now I think I'm going to London, as my mom promised me).
I just lost my train of thought and I want to finish my book.
So I'm out.
This blog was an epic fail.
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