fridayy friday, gotta get down on friday

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.

Mrs. J

YOU CAN'T CONTROL ME.
we used to be best friends...once.
she hurt me...multiple times.
i tried to reconnect...i received one word answers.
she tries to come crawling back...now.
her mom went as far as to talk to my mom about it. i honestly can't believe her nerve.
"i know _____ (me) is old enough to choose her own friends, but i really thought they would include _____ (old best friend)"
it didn't make me very happy.
i haven't been avoiding her fervent pleads to hang out. i've been busy. and i'm usually not making it up.
she tries things last minute. that used to be my thing, but now i plan day of rather than hour of.
she can't just expect me to leap into her arms? or can she?
this ex-best-friend is a huge XC star. she's sick. has to be.
she runs so much she needs to eat like an Olympian. and yet, she eats nearly nothing. we're talking about 14 mile routes. on her medium days. always clearing at least a marathon in a week. easily.
she puts so much energy into her running that she doesn't have energy for anything else. like conversation. or reactions.
i tried.
after she started asking me to hang out.
i had her over.
she asked a question that could spur a conversation. being rather well-rounded, i have pretty great social skills, so i took the morsling and ran with it. i tried my hardest. added in the cheesy head nods and "i know"s tagged with my own stories. but that's all i heard that night...my own stories. and of course her fingers as she played words with friends and texted the guy she was talking to.
really?!?
i told my boyfriend, who i would have chosen to talk to any day over you, bye because i wanted to try this conversation out.
poophead.
i don't like how this relationship (ex-best) is working out...and i guess yesterday fueled the fire...
blah. people. girls. life.
pllpphh.

prom?

pre-prom. and after-prom, specifically. notice, everything but the prom.
that's where im going to.
being a sophomore, i didn't want to get a dress a year early. so, here i am, apparently inconveniencing everyone by not attending.
sorry guys :[
but im super excited!
party all night long baby :)

finals

are eminent. they're coming, i know it.
hopefully the next 12 days will be the quickest and longest of my life.
quickest so summer can approach at a faster rate, slower because finals are the last week.
true, my finals won't be as bad this year as last year. also true that  i like studying in the warm weather better than the cold. too bad i've lost all motive to try. i'm so sick of school, and there's 2 weeks left.
it's 4/5 of what i think about.
the other are my fantasies... whether they're of my boyfriend, summer, or sleep, who knows.
fun facts:
-i have the weirdest dreams. they last forever.
-one of my all time favorite movies is ratatouille. oh yes.
-i recently got a rosemary plant. i was born with a brown thumb. we'll see how this goes.

jelly beans.

jelly beans. sweet, tasty, but no personality.
that's connor's girlfriend.. i'm sure she's a great girl, but she didn't have many intriguing things to say, which made my job as conversation hostess slightly harder.
however connor is perfect, as always. he's incredibly funny with an all-around goofy personality that'll make anyone smile.
my boyfriend and i had an orchestra trip all this past weekend; dork love <3
it was so much fun! we went on all of the major coasters at six flags and screamed our brains out. my head was spinning for hours. marvelous.

FREAKING CONNOR!

One of my VERY best friends who left for college last year is finally coming in town!!!!
I'm sooo excited, I can barely contain my excitement!
he's bringing his Utah girlfriend though, and i'm scared for meeting her.
no big, I GET TO SEE CONNOR!
eeeeekkk <3

series

a series can refer to baseball, the olympics, a set of cards, or in this case...algebra.
does it count as math when all you're doing is following a formula? this sounds terrible, but i tend to be honest, a formula that at any other time i can look up on Google? unless Suzanne Collins (if you don't know who she is- look her up) becomes supreme ruler of the universe, then i'm sure i will have the ability to find these formulas without pulling them out of my head. thank you algebra teacher for teaching me how to mindlessly look at a formula trying to memorize it.
how many weeks left in sophomore year? 3? 4? 837489374893274 days?
no big, over and done with soon enough.
fun facts:
-i use a heating pack almost every night to relieve knots in my back... it feels soooo good. Bed Bath and Body Works, you're my hero.
-i play violin
-i wish i could play guitar...but i'm stuck with a lonely guitar and too few tabs memorized.
-i have a dog, but she acts like a cat. i hate cats. she also bites at gnats...so it looks like she's obsessing over thin air. dork.
-i like long distance. plug in some headphones on a still saturday and just go.