Gonna work on my tan, among other things

So here is the list of things that I wish to accomplish over the summer time!

-See Prince of Persia
-Get REALLY brown
-Clean up some of that nasty oil spill
-Not forget about buying souvenirs for people while I'm on vacation
-Finish, or start a large scale piece of art
-Stay happy and strong
-SOMETHING HARRY POTTER RELATED!

Y Tu?

Nobody cares. Ok, someone cares, but not me.

School is almost over. I just finished the last two official days, and since I'm exempt from all of my exams I only have to show up for attendance period, which is only ten minutes.

As my classes have wound down my patience soon followed in suit. Yesterday random B, and C students were sent letters to join ACADEC because we didn't have enough B and C students for a competing team. In fact, we have way too many students in ACADEC with A averages when only 3 can compete. Most kids threw them in the trash, which slightly irritated me, but one kid just came up to me and just went on this little tirade about how he didn't have time for it, and why did I dare recommend him, and a few other rude things.

No. I did not recommend him, and I would cut off my left hand if he ever joined the team. And, so desperately I wanted to punch him in the face and tell him that he could not use the term "busy" because being in band, hanging out with his jobless graduated friends and sitting on his ass watching Glee while never doing any of his homework could not be deemed worthy of the term "busy". I told him to try being a member of 10+ clubs and extracurricular and holding officer positions in 4 of those clubs, plus AP classes and all the other crap I have to do, and come back and tell me if he learned the true meaning of "busy".

That guy annoys the crap out of me. I tolerate his BS every day of school and you know what? I don't have to see him till next year. THANK BUDDHA.

I don't care that he's seen To Kill A Mockingbird 10 times. I don't care that he's too lazy to get a job and never has money to do anything. I don't care that his best friend graduated last year and goes to community college. I don't care that his parents are "cool". I don't care that all these teachers secretly talk bad about him behind his back.

Also, I wish he'd do his own work. HE'S ALWAYS ASKING TO COPY MY HOMEWORK. And when he doesn't copy work he never turns anything in. HE DOESN'T DESERVE TO BE IN AP CLASSES. He also does this thing where when we have class discussions he tries to be all deep and objective, but he just ends up sounding like an annoying jackass with a big ego.

ERG. And yes, you guys could probably care less about this guy I have to put up with, but seriously. There is always that one person that you don't like, but have to tolerate because you see them everyday. Those people should jump in an airplane and get lost on an island.

Don't ruin my summer

My mom.

She's digging herself in a hole and there's nothing I can do about it. It's no secret that my mom and I don't have the best relationship, but it seems as if she's only trying to make it worse.

I found out from my step mom that my dad won't be able to spend father's day with my two younger sisters because my mother is being a ---- well, you know.

Not so long ago my parents wrapped up a lengthy, and somewhat ridiculous custody battle over my sisters and I that resulted in:

-me living with my dad full time, no visitation rights to my mom
-my sister Kimberly living with my mom full time, but alternating weekends with my dad
-my sister Stephanie, who is only five, alternates by week between my mom and dad
-my sisters spend the entire month of June with my mom, and July with my dad
-and a screwed up holiday schedule that I won't go into, however I will state that mother's and father's day are to be spent with the respective parents.

My mother, livid that my sisters are leaving for ONE weekend in June to spend father's day with my dad, is demanding that she receives a replacement weekend in July to compensate. Now normally my dad wouldn't have an issue with this, but my mother KNOWS that for the majority of July we're going to be in Vegas, and of course the weekend she wants is smack dab in the middle of when we're going to be there. My dad, refusing to give up our summer vacation that we had all been looking forward to since the beginning of the year just told my mom that she could have father's day weekend. When I asked my dad why he gave in, he just told me that he wasn't going to let my mom ruin anything, and giving up one weekend in June was a small price to pay to shut her up.

Sometimes I'm so angry at how petty my mom can be. She purposefully goes out of her way to ruin my dad's life and I'm sick of it. I'm sick of her trying to buy my love, I'm sick of her playing the victim of legal fees that SHE brought onto HERSELF, I'm tired of her pointing out my imperfections and making me feel bad, and then blaming my dad for my shortcomings.

STFU Mom. And on top of all of this, she's supposedly moving to Arkansas which, might I add, IS AN ENTIRELY DIFFERENT STATE. According to my dad I shouldn't worry because if she does decide move he gets full custody of my sisters, unless my mom wants to come down every other week when it's her turn to take care of my sisters.

UGH. I can't even talk about it without getting upset.

Oh well, hopefully this is the last time I'll have to rant about my mom this summer. Hopefully.

DOUBT! Coming soon to your screen!

So, for those of you who don't have the attention span of a retarded hamster, if you know me personally, or if you've been reading this blog long enough you know that I have quite the issue with deciding what to do with my future. I've discussed it here, here, and heck, just typing in the keywords "future" or "college" in the search widget on the side will lead you to a plethora of words describing my thoughts on the matter.

Anyways, I was reading this article about the 10 most profitable college majors and highest paying college degrees and came to the conclusion that I am going to be a pauper.

Ok, I'm being dramatic. Again. But honestly, the only two things that interest me on the list are Engineering, and Economics, and even then it's like the tiny little side branches of the subjects.

ERG. Maybe I should just stop altogether with reading articles on the internet because each and everytime I read something like this it's just another doubt to add to the growing mountain of doubts that I have about everything else in my life.

Oh well. I'm going to clean my living room and little sister's room. Hopefully it's not a foreshadowing of any future career.

What?! I always miss something

That's me. The person who in the middle of your elaborate story says "Huh? Wait, what happened again?"

I am totally accepting of this fact, but sometimes I wish I didn't have the attention span of a retarded hamster.

I didn't think much about it until this week, where I missed pretty much everything that was going on. FML.

Am I the only one with this problem? I hope not.

In other news, I have now decided (secretly of course) the type of tattoo that I want. A tiny 1" by 1" outline of texas on the corner of my wrist. It'll be about a year an a half before I can actually get it, but I heard that it's always best to make up your mind about your first tattoo long before you actually get it.

Any thoughts?

I'm a clam

I realize how much I don't tell people in real life. It's not something I'm ashamed of that's stopping me, it's just the stark fact that I don't feel like people should have it that easy to know about me.

It's so much easier to confide in the internet than it is in my friends.

I don't think that's sad, or pathetic. I don't like being the topic of people's conversation, therefore why would I purposefully say things about myself that I deem personal?

There is so much about me that no one knows about and you know what? I like it that way.

The excitement before the end

I love the rush of things that happen around the end of a school year.

Last minute trips, rewards for hardwork, getaways with friends before separating because of vacation...!

Yesterday I volunteered to help out at the 5th grade field day, which to be honest I mainly did so I could have a legit reason to not come to school... BUT I was still helping the community, so it wasn't like I was some degenerate ragmuffin or anything...

While volunteering there was a lot of free time, and since it was held on our football field with all not-so-natural turf, I laid out and baked in the sun.

No worries, I wore SPF 50, but I still got really brown. Like, I thought I was brown before, but now? I am slowly turning into the gingerbread man. But not a man.

I was wearing my tennis shoes, so I got this horrible runner's tan, which prompted me to go out today and buy a pair of sandals. I have this pair, except in brown. Now I can have a totally rad set of tan lines on my feet!

They are boss, beast, and every other awesome B word in between. Best $25 I've ever spent in my entire existence as a teenage girl.

Right now I'm still excited. Counting weekends there are only 24 days of school left as of today, and Saturday I get to go to Six Flags!

Still looking for legit ways to not go to school, but until then I'll be filling my days with other forms of excitement.