Final-ly

Normally at this point in the year, with only 2 weeks of school left, I would be over the moon. But two major things have corrupted these feelings:

1. It is 50 degrees and raining outside
2. Finals are coming up, and I don't know what to do with myself

Honestly, you'd think things would be dying down in time for finals, but our teachers don't seem to want to kill the workload until right before finals. We have the first part of our history final in TWO DAYS. I don't understand why they think cramming before the end of the year will help us learn. As Lillie said on her blog, do I really want my kids to grow up in a world where it's more about tests and grades than creativity and ability to learn? As Mr. Doelger wisely put it, Lakeside never wanted to be a college prep school, because they wanted students to learn for the quality of information rather than the quantity. I talk too much about school.... I'm so excited for Hannah to come! I am literally counting down the days. While it doesn't make up for not being able to go to Cheley this year, it's certainly nice to be seeing her for the first time in a year. Anyways, just 3 more years of high school to go--I'm praying I'll make it through.

LIVIN' ON A PRAYER

Shed some light on it

So, yesterday, after a few tedious minutes of attempting to hold my letter up to the light to see through it, wondering if the envelope bore good news or bad, I ultimately decided to open it. I was not disappointed; you're reading the blog post of the newest BP. fashion board member! You should be honored. (As I am). Just thought you should know, my international readers.

Things this experience has taught me:

1. perseverance will get you where you need to go

2. don't doubt the power of will to win over the power of fright

SEE YOU ON THE RUNWAY

Words of Wisdom

Just a little truth for y'all:

1. Saying "y'all" is just so not cool

2. Decide whether or not you're angrier about losing someone's trust, or the consequences that go with what they said.

HASHTAG TRUTH

Spring fever

The first real month of spring has passed, and already I am praying for summer. (Although the weather has been getting cooler... grr, Seattle.) Can I please just skip the last two weeks of school? Finals can go be murdered and thrown in a deep, dark hole next to Alison  Delaurenti's house. I would have expected the weeks leading up to finals to be a little more lenient and give us time to study, but apparently that would be too much to ask. *Sigh*. I'm done complaining about school for now-- it's boring and pitiful. But what else do I have to talk about? My undying need for a bathing suit? Summer is fast approaching and all I have to wear is a sorry-ass, mix & matched bathing suit consisting of a too-small top that I stole from Sara many summers ago (sorry Sara, because apparently you read this sometimes), and bottoms that are slightly too dark and don't match the top. I don't know where to get one. My life problems are pretty sad. I do have other problems, but not ones that I would share on here. In any case, this post has been boring enough. Next I'll post about the time I watched paint dry!

STAY TUNED

P.S. Things I learned from this experience:

1. I literally have zero social life right now

2. School will be the death of me

3. SUMMER IS A LIE in Seattle

Hello, world. (Wat'cha knowin'?)

I recently discovered that it's possible to see page views from different countries. I currently have 3 from South Korea (what the actual f---), 4 from Germany, 87 from the US (mostly me, I presume), and 2 from Alaska. Well, I just want to say "Hello!" Also my blog is not that interesting so just... what? Things this experience has taught me:

1. The internet is a weird place. (Wait. I already knew that)

2. My blog is really boring.

CHEERS, INTERNATIONAL READERS!

Post traumatic test disorder

Has anybody ever been diagnosed with that? Maybe I'll be the first. After 3 tests and an hour of studying I am left with a jam-packed brain, and 3 more hours of homework. The first blissful minutes of  arriving at home are the best. I am greeted by a tail-wagging pup, lots of face licks, and a few minutes of eating rice cakes and cheese. (My snack weakness-- I'm telling you, I can eat 5 rice cakes in an hour). To put a cherry on top of the bowl of mushy oatmeal that resembles my day, it's 64 degrees and sunny, still! Bien que je sois heureuse, je suis triste aussi. Sunshine+HW, and more studying means I have to stay inside, being constantly tortured by the bright rays of golden light. Things this experience has taught me:

1. Sun, although a rare and beautiful thing in Seattle, is a torturous thing.

2. Just because you have a test, don't expect the teacher to give you a day off from HW

HELP, DOCTOR

Lazy as a daisy, busy as a bee

I'm not quite sure how to describe this day... due to the fact that I have 3 tests (postponed my fourth!) it is certainly a busy day. But keeping in mind that I am sitting down the whole day on account of these tests, it is also a lazy day. Mentally exhausting, physically fattening. It is 70 degrees and sunny outside. I feel like it should be illegal to lock us inside for tests on this rare, beautiful day. So for now I'll float on a cloud of laziness until my english test rolls around. Happy times. Things this has taught me:

1. Just because it's a beautiful day does not mean the whole world stops. (Although I wish it would)

2. Summer can't come soon enough

HAPPY HUMP DAY