Quote of the day:

Timmy- "You're so happy it makes me sick. Sometimes you're so happy it, like, makes me want to kill something." Referring to me. Thanks, best friend!

Other quote of the day:
" 'When you really love something, then it loves you back, in whatever way it has to love,' I didn't think that this was true, my seventeen years of experience had shown this to be much more false than true, but it was like every other thought and belief of Finny's: it should have been true."- A Separate Peace



Hello!
So Finny is becoming kind of strange in A Separate Peace. He refuses to believe that the war is even occuring. Hmm, I don't know Finny; I kind of liked you better before you turned bitter and delusional. Don't worry, though, I still love you.

Well, the Fine Arts Supplement for my application, (all of which is due on Monday... yikes) is coming along, though not as well as I had hoped.
I finished two monologues, Lady Macbeth and the Wicked Witch of the West, the next monologue I'm performing is a little longer than the other ones. I tried to video tape it tonight, but I kept fumbling over a word, or pausing for too long, or just making some obnoxious and sucky mistake. However, if I'm going to let Timmy edit the video I need to have everything worked out before the football game tomorrow. This means, Timmy and I will be doing a lot of work during our free period tomorrow. I know my lines, I just haven't practiced enought.
I think I'm crazy sending this video in. So many people have probably taken months to prepare their selections and practice. But, like every other decision I make, my choice to even submit the Fine Arts Supplement, was rash. I didn't even think over applying early decision. I have a, "Sure, why not?" attitude about too many things. I need to give myself time to weigh all of the pros and cons instead of thinking, 'Eh, what's the worst that can happen?' and plunging headlong into a decision. Sure, I see how my attitude may have some pros, but, honestly, I cause myself so much stress.
So here goes nothing...
Also, I've been working for Mr. Cooper while Shannon is gone. All I do is vacuum the halls and admire the portraits on the walls of the elementary hallway. Why don't we get pretty murals painted in our building? Seriously, no one is too mature for paintings of ice cream and manatees. There is one mural with these lamp posts that remidns me of Narnia... If only...
I have such a freakin busy weekend.
Tomorrow: school, football game
Sat.: Alzheimer's walk; scary movie night at Viv's
Sun: Church; senior pictures

And somewhere in there I need to wrap up the financial aid part of my application and figure out how to send an SAT subject test score report ANNDD try to get caught up with my online classes, one of which I am already behind by 4 weeks!! BLARG!

Maybe some day when my life is less like marathon through hell, I'll actually have time to develop a coherent thought to expound upon in this blog. Until then:

QUESTION OF THE DAY!

Do you take the shampoos and conditioner bottles from hotel?
No.