thank you rebecca black for humiliating yourself and giving a new meaning to the last day of my work week.
it's been a long time since i blogged, haven't really felt the need since my last venomous post.
i have an almost-full-time job this summer, working 7 hours a day most days a week.
i'm also a licensed driver!!! yay!
for one of the first times in a very long time, it smells like it might rain. if you take away the humidity, the heat, and the sticky air then i might have stayed outside more than 5 minutes.
going to barnes and noble today to get an SAT book...yippeee.
just kidding.
the psat is going to kick my sorry little ass. i made 171 out of 240 the first time i took it...without studying.
i really thought that was good! until one of my best guy friends almost made national merit scholar without studying either... so looks like i have some catching up to do.
luckily, my girl best friend, emily, is my best guy friend's ^^ girlfriend, and we're both equally unprepared for the coming task. hence the 50 lb sat books awaiting our arrival at barnes and noble.
my boyfriend, who has a distinct name that creepers might be able to use, so i'll call him "S", made 220 out of 240 on the practice psat. now, he's also been training for this since he got out of diapers...however, he's one of the most naturally intuitive people i know.
payday was last friday, and deposited that fat check today... it felt nice to hear the chi-ching that was only inside my head.
only the middle sibling, #3, and i are staying at home right now. sister, #2, and twins, #4 and #5, are at camp right now. #3 and i went to soccer camp at the beginning of the week, but are now boarding at home, resting our newfound blisters, scrapes, and jammed fingers.
i'm debating quitting school soccer. it'd be big for me. i mean, really, really big. i'd come back senior year, but it's going to be really difficult for me to keep it up with my crazy work load, STUCO, and possibly a leadership position in my youth group (if i quit school soccer.)
well, i guess i just spilled whatever was on my mind.
