Conflicted Emotions

So, we have about/less than a month left of school.

Crazy, for sure.

Excited, yes!

Terrified, you have no idea.

My face is different now. I have bu-bu-bu-bangs.

The swoopy kind.

Emilee Keele says I look kind of like Ariel, the Princess.

I like Princesses.

I've always wanted to be one.

Do I consider this a mission accomplished?

I will soon.

Andrew and Michael McKenzie played soccer with me while we sluffed flex.

We'd much rather be in/by the Seminary building than watch a movie.

Andrew has a soft shirt.

It's because he is on the Freshman Soccer Team.

He is also the most Drama-King-Lady's-Man I may have ever met.

Shaylee, Emilee, Olivia's siblings, and I spoke to Andrew about his soft hair.

Then, there came a multitude of seventh and eighth grade girls.

We were clearly talking to him first.

That man is a magnent.

That is why he needs to go out for the Drill Team/The-People-Who-Throw-

Guns-And-Swords-Around Team.

He'll never have a boring Friday night.

I'm talking dates, people.

I say this because I know he's not reading.

WIN.

Olivia is a sickie.

She can not be a sickie.

Why may she not be a sickie?

Because her grades are in utter peril.

Why is this a very important issue, you ask?

It is because of the adventure park we have been

waiting for. If she is sick, who else is going to document

it on video? Who is going to present it in slide show/movie form?

Who is going to get us to lift our hands in the air in the roller coaster against

the rules? Who else is going to flirt with the men we come in contact with? Who, people,

WHO?

Core Testing in English 9 Honors.

It's like a slice of cake.

Cheese cake preferably with cherries.

A Mr. Cole Lords brought a P.B.&J. sandwich in Seminary.

I think Lee has a passion for his sandwiches.

It smelled wonderful all Seminary long.

Thank you for bringing a P.B.&J. sandwich

to aromatize the room.

I think Brother Woodhouse noticed, though.

BALLROOM DANCE PARTNER

discovery tonight.

I am so excited.

Yet terrified.

This may be the most conflicted emotioned blog post I have ever posted.

Yes, I do believe it is.