Quirks

I was over at Erin's house the other day, and I see this...

Yes, that is a pair of underwear on top of dusting spray.

What is the point?

Nearly five hours of studying and I do not feel any smarter. Curse my desire to do well on the stupid test. ACT, I hate you.

Hey, Hi, Hello.

Today was the last day of my junior year, or the last day I am going at least. I can not say that I will miss it. In fact, if life was a musical, I would be singing a song of relief right now. But what a great last day it was.

This morning we got Kneaders, I ate like a pig.

Then I went to school to get those last few signatures my yearbook needed.

Newman gave me and Alexa smart cookies.

We went to Sadie's house for lunch, then watched Harry Potter.

Cam prank called people, I supplied the made up numbers.

I took Kali to the pool. That sucked.

Now I am home, looking forward to summer and all the good times, and also the lazy times that it will bring.
I plan on enjoying every moment of it, because in three months, I am a senior.

Because who really cares?

I love the days when I don't do my hair. When I just wake up, put up my bangs, and call it good, even though I know, it really can't be called good.

I love just picking clothes, with no thought involved, and putting them on, regardless of how I look in them.

I like that all my favorite shoes have holes in the bottoms, and everytime I walk outside, my feet get drenched.

I enjoy knowing that after today, I only have to go to each of my classes one more time, and then I am summer bound. I will not miss any of them, except for Newman's class, I do love that class, but I will bid happy good byes to the rest.

I love days when I say and do whatever I want, because I can: when I don't let inhibitions hold me back, and stop me from saying or doing something I want to.

Make today a good day, dare to be yourself, because honestly, who really cares?

Winter's on the wing, it's a fine spring morn

It's becoming that time of year.

The time when the flowers bloom,

and rains fall from the sky.

It is the time for rainbows.

It is the time for smiles

and warmth.

It is the time that makes you want to be better

because everything is better in the spring.

It is the time of my favorite season,

it is the time that I always wish it could be.

It is the time that makes me want to find
a garden.

a secret garden.

It is the time for chalk drawing,

and bubble blowing.

It is a time for playing with friends,

and acting like children.

It is the best time of the year.