*crosses fingers* Come ooooon summerrr May 11, 2013

It’s been so long since I last posted! I feel like it’s been a month…oh wait, it has. Nevermind then.
I keep telling my sister-and I quote: “OMG, I CAN’T BELIEVE SCHOOL’S ALMOST OVER!!! Like seriously…it won’t click in my head. Like when we go to Nana’s house, but it doesn’t feel like we’re going to her house. I CAN’T WAIT TIL SUMMERRRRRRRRRRRRR!!”
That was actually pretty accurate. *pats self on back*
So I don’t know when or how or why this happened…but I have a newfound love for The Wanted. Sure, I’ve only listened to about 5 of their songs at least 10 times each, but I think I can safely say, MAN I so darn love them :D
OH, and I get to meet most of my friends from this year for the first time on Monday! I’M SO EXCITEDDD!
The only down side is that I’ll probably get zero sleep Sunday night…which isn’t that helpful, but I’ll be SO EXCITED, I WON’T REALLY CARE!
*grabs glass of lemonade* Hears to Monday and the summer that’s coming next week! :D

12) Write about the worst day of your life.

Well, there was never one particularly bad day…I mean, all in all, I enjoy my life. Despite the constant little annoyances (annoying sisters, assignments I forget about until they day they’re due, friend-related-drama, general drama, family drama, etc.), everything goes pretty okay.
But there was this ONE. MONTH…..worst month of my entire life ._. I swear, almost everything that could go wrong went wrong that month…the only thing that DIDN’T happen was someone dying *thank you lord*.
Now I will always look at January with mixed feelings….was it just me, or did that month seem to last for like, 2 1/2 months?
And then FEBRUARY took a month and a half…even though there were days missing. But every month after that was okay.
But seriously, if I had a counselor, January would’ve been field day.

11) Write about the best day of your life. May 3, 2013

Well, I think that I shall go with the safe answer, and say the day I was born :D
…Just kidding (although it was one of the bets days :P)
So I think that the best day of my life that I can remember is this one time where I went on a field trip in 1st grade. My friend and her family went, and my mom and dad and I went (we left my little sister at my grandma’s house and my youngest sisters….somewhere). They let me get my own HUGE soft pretzel, and I got lemonade, and it was a few weeks before school got out (I’m assuming, ’cause it was pretty hot outside) and then afterwards, they bought me this REALLY heavy wood baseball bat.
The sad part, though, is that I have ZERO clue what happened to my friend and I have NO idea where on this earth that bat could be.