So. It's Friday night, and here I sit--on the last weekend before I am to return to school as an upperclassman--eating microwave corn dogs and watching TV. I feel like the most pathetic being on the face of the earth. I really, really hate not being able to drive, seriously. I'm trapped at home all day while my mom and now my brother are at work, and it blooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooows. I get so bored I seriously want to pull my hair out. And of course I look awful...even mom came home and told me so. But that's whatever, because I've become a hermit anyway.

Yesterday I got my schedule changed, which was AWESOME! I am now in the best history class ever...that's not AP history...and with a lot of cool people. So, I'm happy. I'm not too sure about my electives...especially seeing as how everybody else got whatever the hell they wanted and I got stuck with some third-string crap. That's the only thing that sucks. Also, the fact that I still have numerous essays to write for AP English blows. But I'm doing relatively well.

And I've been following the Olympics as well! But then, who hasn't. It's AWESOME. I've learned two things since I've been watching:

1. I must become a pro gymnast sometime before the next Olympics take place.
2. I'm quickly falling in love with the adorable, big-eared, cutesy Michael Phelps! I loooove him! He's so sweet and nice and kinda stutters when he talks.

Anyway, that's about all that's going on here...I've got more essays to write (of course) and other crap to do before this weekend is over, so I guess I'll go. Later, all.