I Know It's Not The Last Time, 'Cause I Never Say No To You...

"Dead On Arrival" by Fall Out Boy.  If you didn't already know that song, get off my blog.  Like, seriously, I'm not even kidding.  Ok, maybe I am but STILL!

Anyway.  Ugh.  So Wednesday I had a great day, right?  I literally spent the entire school day in the auditorium with my fellow AP kids, which was great.  We all dragged out the couch and matresses, and a bunch of us brought blankets, and we just made a huge circle on the stage and layed around.  We'd all brought food too, so that was great.  And then, since it was Daniel's brithday I went over to his house with Sarah, Versie, Abby, and Aaron.  It was pretty fun.  Before Abby and Aaron got there the rest of us rode four wheelers around a bit and played on the trampoline, which I always loved, and then we all gombed around when Abby and Aaron arrived.

So that day was fun.  Thursday and today, however, have sucked.  Thursday sucked because I spent it doing the AP exam.  The first part was 55 multiple choice questions, which we were instructed to literally NEVER EVER talk about them with anyone.  Ever.  And then the other part was three essays, and I was sad, because I couldn't talk about Gatsby or foils on the big one.  We aren't allowed to talk about them for 48 hours, which means we're gonna be talking about them at prom.  No, seriously, we are.  Then I lost my ipod.  I'll get back to that in a bit.

Today ahs sucked because I got in a huge fight with Daniel.  See, I was supposed to hang out with Joseph today, but we all knew I probably wouldn't because they're closing the dam and whatnot, so me and Daniel decided Wednesday night that we'd hang out if I didn't hang out with Joseph.  Today comes around, I text him, thinking we'll do something.  Nope, because he;s already made plans with Makenzie Vincent, whose just a freaking freshman and can't even hang out with him until after school.  So I'm texting Ashton, bitching about it, and I accidentally sent one to him.  So he got pissed about that, but I don't even care.  Because of him I've literally jsut sat at home all senior skip day, not doing shit.

There is good news though.  The receptionist from school, Mrs. Sue, called earlier, and she has my ipod.  So, I didn't lose it for good.  But still.

Prom's tomorrow, and I'm excited.