Yeah...

I should probably update this more, but what is there really to say? I don't want to treat my blog like a journal because I'd just be repeating what I've already put in my journal...

 So...Uh, tomorrow's my last day of my junior year! That's pretty exciting! Then I'll be a senior! That feels so crazy to say. A senior. Really?! It seems like just yesterday I was in first grade, getting in trouble for leaving the room without asking.As weird and bittersweet as it is, I am happy that I'm almost done with high school. I'm so looking forward to college. Being at graduation yesterday was a bit of a reality check. I just kept thinking next year that will be me...and all my friends graduating this year will be gone, and I won't see them very much if at all.

This next year is going to be one wild ride. College applications. Scholarship applications. Saying goodbye to my friends... Something my principal said at graduation yesterday really hit me hard, "You'll go away and make new friends." But...what if I don't want to make new friends. I want the friends I have now. What sucks is that I know most high school friendships don't last throughout life. I hope and pray that doesn't happen with our little group because I love them too much to say goodbye.

"An Apple Red as Blood"

Before I start talking about this week's Once Upon a Time episode, I just have to say...the whole August Booth being Pinocchio doesn't really make much sense. They should have cast a better match to play his younger self. The young Pinocchio was a ginger...August is a brunette.

I loved tonight's episode. Regina, I hate you. Henry, bravo. Doing whatever possible to get Emma to believe. Although, I'm super worried for Henry's safety. I'm so glad they brought the Mad Hatter back! Sebastian Stan, you make a very sexy brooding man. I'm still super excited for the Season Finale (as well as super sad) because I heard Graham is making an appearance! I could be wrong, but if I read the TV Guide correctly, he'll be back for at least another episode!

I won't lie. Regina thinking of putting the poison apple into a turnover was pretty clever, but then again, if I were  Emma I don't think I'd eat anything that woman gave me truce or no truce. Sometimes I really want to shake the crap out of Emma, even though if I were put in the same situation...I'd think everyone was crazy too. BUT, just think how cool it would be to be a fairy tale character! It'd be pretty sweet. I think I'd be Belle... :)



PS:
I just checked IMDB for next week's episode to see who'll be in it. Jamie Dornan's name is on the list! So, unless the DataBase is messing with me, Graham will be on the season finale! :D

Prom Twenty Twelve

Prom was...interesting. I don't know if I had an idea of what prom was supposed to be likes in my head, but I doubt that was it. First and foremost, grinding your butt up against your boyfriend is NOT dancing. It's slutty, inappropriate, and just plain disgusting. I really wish I could forget some of the things I saw (one couple in particular. My friends will understand who I mean). Seriously, the behavior I saw last night is the reason there is a "prom baby" stigma. I still don't understand why it wasn't stopped. Half the time my group of friends were the only ones dancing face to face, and sometimes that wasn't even the case...

               This wasn't the rant I expected to be...probably because I've slept since..well, this morning, but last night I thought this post would be ridiculously ranty...but it seems I've lost some of my disgusted-ness. Maybe I've just come to remember that this was a Lewis Cass Prom, so I probably shouldn't have been so surprised. 

The saddest part of the night was taking down my hair... I miss that hairstyle already. :(

People Just Don't Understand

Whenever people see my report cards, they get that look on their face. You know, the one where they look like their happy for you, but at same time want to beat your face in? Recently, I haven't been doing so hot in chemistry II, and I currently have an 82% in the class. I've been beating myself up over it. My teachers, my friends, and my brain have tried to convince myself not to think too much about it. It is the beginning of the six weeks. I do have plenty of time to bring it back up. Plus, it's only a B (given it's a low B, but a B nonetheless).

BUT...what if I don't get it back to an A. This entire year I've had nothing but A's, and I can't afford to have anything but.

Here's where the title comes into play.


My friends. My parents. My teachers. They don't understand. My grades are me. I am my grades. My value for a college is my academic achievements. I'm not the most active person in after school activities. If I don't have my good grades...what do I have? Nothing. If my grades don't stand out, my life...my future will go nowhere.

Something You May Not Know

I like to dance. Am I good at it? Heck, no. I probably have the worst dancing of all time, but I still like to do it when I'm by myself. I'm normally embarrassed at myself when I do. :P