Speaking of major-suckage, let me tell you about the New Moon Party. You see, last year at our little high school, the Book Club held a Twilight party a week before the movie release. It was really successful-albeit very stressful. But we had about 50 people last year and it was great. Well, we decided to host a New Moon Party for the next movie. Also, very stressful. Well, it was last Friday (ha, Friday the 13th) and...well...it epically failed. We had maybe 5 or 6 people who weren't associated with the club come, then 4 random wrestlers came by. The guys ate all of our pizza! And we had 72 slices!! We had to go get more because they didn't have the common courtesy to only take 1 or 2 pieces. No, they had to have 8 apiece. Really pissed me off. And to top it all off, I wasn't feeling well and went home with a terrible headache. So yeah. In short, New Moon Party failed and I cried.
Anyways, what else...um...NaNoWriMo is also a fail. I've been too busy with finals and planning that stupid party to where I had no downtime to write. So yeah.
And my parents keep bringing up college, saying I need to go into a field where there's an actual chance that I'll make money verses a field that I'll actually be happy in. I thought that was what college was about-study in a field that you are interested in and have that degree help you find a job in that field. Apparently, I didn't get the memo.
Oh, and I retook the ACT (for the 3rd time) and I got my scores back. I got the exact same score I got the first time I took it, but my math and science scores went down. English stayed the same, and reading and writing raised a few points each. But it still depresses me that my scores didn't change even a little bit.
I know I shouldn't worry about things too much, but if I don't worry about things too much, then they either won't get done or won't get done correctly.
I'm sorry if I boredy ou all to tears, but I'm just in a crappy mood right now...forgive me.
Oh, and my plant died a month ago. It's sad that I can't keep a simple orchid alive for more than a few weeks. What happens when I have a kid? ....









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Posterior to Death
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