I'm gonna die with a little help from my friends.

Watched Across the Universe today with younger brother. Funfun.

Hmm. Been a bit since I updated I believe. Well. A few things have happened. Not exactly "shoutatthetopofyourlungsfromabuildingroof" worthy. But y'know.

Why do you people read this?

Anyway. First order of business is me jumping around dancing like im a 4 year old about to piss her pants.

If you're new to me, this is normal.

I was taking a nap in my best friend's bed when my mother called. (Dont ask.) She informed me that in August I will be seeing one of my favorite bands Nickelback. General Admission. There was much screaming and potty dancing.

Now that I think about it, August is really far away.

Really, really, far away.

Then I thought of all the things that are hopefully going to happen before August 2009.

My seventeenth birthday: It's the yuckiest birthday right? Well, besides forty. 'Cause last year you got to drive and to be cool and enter high school. Next year you can vote and become a real person. What do you get for being seventeen? Oh yeah, you can see those rated R movies you sneak into anyway. Right.

Sat's: On May 2nd I will be taking my first set of SAT's. Im pretty nervous. I get the little "Question of the Day" thing in my email and so far Im 5/5. Which is cool. But I still have the tiny pit in my stomach, y'know?

Japan: Yes, you read that right. No, I'm not moving to Japan. My best friend Kristine is. Remember the crazy red head in the last blog? Well, her father is in the military and he's being stationed over there. Where, im not quite sure. Ill have to ask. But I'm going to freakin' miss that crazy girl. So it really hurts. It may not be obvious to you, but im extremely shy. I dont make friends well. And, it sucks when your best friend moves. This is my 2nd one to move far away. Gah, im sure a wimp.

Last day of school: Holy fudgemonkeys Im going to be a senior. As we speak, or type I suppose, I've been filling my class registration papers out for my senior year. It's pretty flippin awesome. And a little scary. Im not quite sure I want to go out into the real world quite yet.

Stateside: Or so I hope. I turned in my application last week and now im just waiting till April 19(?) to find out if im going. Im pretty sure I am since I went last year. But you never know. But that will being going on in July and that's pretty cool. Woo Colorado! I hear it's warm there. Gosh, I havent been warm since October. (Only a slight exageration)

Summer: Summersummersummer. 'nuff said.

School stuff: Y'know, get schedule, locker, picture taken, clothes shopping, etc.

NICKELBAAAAAAAACK.

Yes. My whole spring and summer will revolve around waiting for this concert.

Man, I need to get out more.

Anyway.

Thinking of all this stuff sort of put a damper on my excitment.

It's hard to stay excited for 5 months straight.

Unless you're a golden retriever.

Let's see.. what else...

Oh! Well, it's not exactly an event. But more of a thought Id like to share with you scarce readers.

Have you ever (and yes, this is a long shot) had your friend continually try to hook you up with their ex boyfriend? A ex boyfriend who is an ex because they dumped him?

Yes, read it a few times if you must.

Well, I love my friend. She's great. And I know said ex boyfriend. He's a good friend of mine. In fact, all three of us were skippy dippy fantastic before they decided to hook up and I became the third wheel. Yes, this bothered me a little. Of course it was going to. But it was short lived and now they're not dating.

Alright. Ok. Fine.

Now friend is forever making small comments about how we should date and how if I wanted to he'd date me in a heart beat and on and on. Said guy, is really cool. In fact, I can see why girls would date him. But he's more.. of a brother to me. That's as far as it gets.

And did she forget I was watching the whole time as their relationship spiraled out of control? I saw how he treats his significant other and how he reacts to certain subjects. Like how, I dunno, hen any conflict of any kind pops up he acts like a two year old.

Yeah, that's attractive.

I'm not sure if you've ever had this problem.

Well, it's not even a problem.

It's not bad. Or good. Or even irritating.

It's just... weird.

Anyway.

Big standardized test next week for all our baby sophomores. Good luck little ducklings! While you people must take a test an 8th grader could pass I have 2 hours of my morning to sit around school and do whatever I please within reason.

Ignore my mischievous grin.

Ha. Just kidding really. I got a ton of chem stuff to catch up on and my AP US teacher just decides to give us this insanely large amount of questions to do so we "dont get bored".

Yes, giving us more homework is going to liven things up around here realll quick.

You know what's more fun than homework?

Genocide.

Ok, not really.

But hell, it's up there.

Speaking of which, got to finish some crap for some class assigned by some teacher.

Yeah.