I got my SAT scores this morning and it started my day off on the wrong foot.
1910. Yuck but it's my first time taking them so I'll register for the next test in the fall. My math grade really surprised me because I did terribly on it (600) but I think that that was a result of not being able to review when I was studying for calculus.
All day was spent looking at colleges that would accept these scores and I started to feel a little homesick already even though I haven't even begun to apply to one damn school yet or have even graduated from high school (senior year!).
Then Michael Jackson died and the Internet exploded.

Babysitting. FML.
I think that I'm going to regret deciding to do this on a regular basis. :|

Ugh, why can't I master the "Ladies' Choice" dance.
Epic fail.

It's Pumpkin Pie Day.
Eat pie, fools.

Oh, and please don't get stuck with me on a deserted island. It won't be pretty.

I'm drowning in a sea of homework and commitments.
And it's only going to be the third week of school.
WTF, mate? WTF.

Freshman suck.
That's it. They just are a bunch of shitheads.
Go fucking pound sand.

And school starts on Tuesday and I haven't done any school shopping whatsoever because I was in California for three weeks.

Also, once again, the counselors have royally screwed up my schedule. No math class and Pre-AP Chem and Digital Publications. WTF? I asked for Algebra II/Pre-Calculus not fucking Chem or Digital Publications. I'm sorry, but I don't need a fucking tutorial of PhotoShop, okay. I own it, I use it, I don't need to waste an entire semester in that class. No fucking thank you.

And this was filled with way too much "fucking" but I really don't care atm.

Oh, and Britney Spears' new song, "Gimme More", gtfo.
Just go. Please.

That guy in the Apple store totally saved me 79 bucks.
I could kiss him :D

omigah.

I think I'm sick. Again.
That's the second time since vacation began.

And I'm craving raspberries.

If a hen and a half can lay an egg and a half in a day and half, how long will it take a monkey with a wooden leg to kick the seeds out of a dill pickle?

What.
The.
Fuck.

Seriously that was a question on my homework...

Just saw Architecture in Helsinki...
Just. Fucking. Woah.
Totally didn't expect them to be half as amazing as they were.
But you know who really was the cool beans?
Their opener. YACHT.
He made me realize what a shitty dancer I was. So now I've got about a month to practice my ~moves~.
Definitely a must see. The dancing was just mind-blowingly spazzy and crotch dollars from Glittershit totally rule.

Six days until break. I can't wait.