School is back, and it is whack!

Jenn here, and let me just say, I have the worst case of senioritis out of anybody in my class. But yass, hell has started again, and I'M SORRY I DIDN'T POST. Mama loves you all. ;~; -grovels in my self-loathing- ugh anyway. -flips hair- Not much happened over the summer. I was dumped. Horribly. My ex admitted to having been cheating on me for a long time. Thoughts of suicide came and went, and eventually, I moved on. I've made lots of wonderful, wonderful friends so far this year. There's Bailey (hope I spelled that right), and Tasha (I'm pretty sure I fucked that up, too.). They're both, like, the coolest freshman chicks around. Legit. BEFORE I FORGET. AHEM. I am officially Senpai now. YOU MUST ALL BOW BEFORE ME. Loljk. I'm such a twat. Mmmmmk, moving on. Band is.. -sigh- different. I know I complained a lot about it before, but it's really gone to shit now. My favorite teacher in the whole wide world is gone, and the other band teacher is on his man period about it. It's fucking psychotic. I hate being in his upper-fucking-class band. I'm not good enough. Like, I'm not even putting myself down. Speaking professionally here, I'm not advanced enough on the Saxophone to be any good. I tried reading their music, and I just..couldn't. Everyone else seemed to be doing just fine, but me. I really feel out of place. It's honestly giving me more anxiety than it should. Band is supposed to be fun. It's not. But I'm gonna move on before I go into a fit of rage and/or start sobbing hysterically.

I guess I should start thinking about college. And that really fucking scares me. My GPA is shit, though my ACT was pretty good. I wanted to go somewhere overseas, like in London or Milan. But no other colleges will accept me. So I'm probably gonna be stuck going to WKU. :I Which is too close to my parents. OHMYGOD THIS BLOG POST IS BORING AS FUCK. Ugh, the next paragraph will be better.

LOOOLOLOL I LIED. -devious smile- >:D I forgot. >.> I turned 17 over the summer! YAY -sparklers and fireworks and shit- Speaking of fireworks. xD I was almost arrested. Again. I'LL EXPLAIN AFTER I EXPLAIN MY BIRTHDAY FIASCO. okok. So, it's the morning of, and I wake up all happy and shit. Run downstairs and see what my grandma and her friend had planned. (note: we had driven up to Missouri the night before) Without batting an eyelid, my grandma goes: "Well, we're going thrift-shopping. You can come if you want." ... bitch, wut? I honestly hoped it was some kind of joke and she had a surprise planned. Nope. Nothing. Oh, she got me a glass from a thrift shop and let me pick lunch. (but I couldn't spend more than 5 dollars) Great fucking day, eh? Oh, but it gets better. When picking out my cake, she made me get the most fucking dinky looking thing. It was one of those small-ass breakup cakes. Y'know, the ones you eat out of regret. Ugh. Anyway. On to me almost being arrested.

It was the fourth of July, and I had Lauren over so we could get sparklers and shit. We'd gone to one of those little firework stands, and they turned us down because neither of us was 18. (wtf?) Anyway, we'd finally gotten our hands on poppers and sparklers. So, Lauren parked in the mall parking lot. Mistake one. (I'm banned from the premises, you see. To know why, go back a few posts.) As we were throwing the poppers, a mall cop did his rounds. Naturally, I almost shit myself. I had to basically hide my face against her car window so I wouldn't be seen. After we escaped, we still had an ass-ton of sparklers, so I suggested we light them in the parking lot next to the park in my neighborhood. Mistake two-ish? Just as we were finishing, this old cunt lady came out of her house and gave us a long lecture about how dangerous sparklers are and that someone's garage caught fire a while back. Me and Lauren just stood there, like, "Fuck off, bitch." She threatened to call the cops on us. So, me being a dick, when she turned to walk away, I pull out my lighter and ignite a flame, just staring at her like a fucking weirdo. Then she turned around, and I bitched out. Ahem. But anyway. Yeah, it was complete and utter bullshit.

I THINK I'M GONNA END THIS POST HERE. Maybe I'll get Nick or Doug Dimmadome to post. Nick doesn't have a life, so he'll defs be able to. And, because I'm going to make someone read this at the lunch table... NICK SOUNDS LIKE AN ASIAN GIRL WHEN HE SCREAMS. Okay, that's enough of me being a dick. I really want to keep all my friends this year. Until next time, stay beautiful, my lovely monsters.