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AP Slacker 101

Okay, I'm going to apologize in advance.
I currently have overly sweet hot chocolate coursing
through my veins right now and am having a bit of a sugar rush.
Seriously. I'm shaking a little bit.
So, I'm sorry if this blog is completely random and
doesn't make sense.

On with the post.

So, yes. I got a 5 on my AP test for slacker.
I get a big fat A for being one.
Believe me.
I had a homework assignment due today
in one of my classes and guess who slacked and
didn't show up to class on Friday to hear about the
assignment? Yeah, that'd be me.
Guess who didn't care to look on Blackboard to
see if there were any assignments assigned from the day
I missed? Yeah, me again.
I've earned that big fat A in slacker 101 pretty darn well.

I love etsy.com and I want to buy everything I see on there.
It's quite the illness.
Someone please give me lots of money to buy pretty things.
Including this.
K. Thanks.
:)

I want to buy a camera soon.
But I'm not sure what to get exactly.
I'll probably go to a pawn shop and find myself a lovely 35mm manual film SLR.
That is my hope.
Anyone want to come with me to peruse?

I also love Pioneer Book.
I have $20 book credit and it's burning a hole in my wallet.
Do you know how many books I can purchase with a $20 credit at this
marvelous establishment?
A LOT!

Tomorrow will be the best day ever.
Why you ask?
I'm going to Pioneer Book.
That's why.

Tonight, I am cooking dinner for the sister missionaries.
I'm going to cook chicken vegetable stew.
I'm going to bake buttermilk biscuits and berry crisp.
I am so excited to cook a homemade meal today that people other
than my family will eat.
I enjoy cooking for people.

I think my melatonin is off.
I haven't been sleeping lately and it's starting
to go to my head.
Not cool.

The lack of sleep that has been going on has caused me to start
thinking about what I'm going to do for the rest of the year. I have to
start thinking about transferring to a different school or rethinking about
staying here in Utah long enough to finish my degree or the rest of my associates
degree. I'm not sure what I'm going to be doing, really.
It's definitely turning out to be quite the
year of the learning for me.

Some life lessons I've enjoyed learning because, well,
they were enjoyable. They aren't right now.
I hate learning about myself right now.
It completely sucks.

Anyway, I'm gonna end on a downer right now. I don't have it in me
to focus long enough to think of something happy...

oh wait...I get to bake tonight.

Now, that is happy.


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