Time and manager and blah blah blah blah blah...

So. I was reading "As told by JinnyD", a very good blog, and she brought up a very good point. There. Is. Never. Enough. Time. Ever. Get over it. But my stupid, optimistic mind is having a hard time wrapping its little fickle self around that concept, SO I have to make it learn (never becoming a teacher) to accept that. For instance, I have NO idea what in the HECK my mind was thinking when it decided to make my hand fly up into the air to be girls basketball manager when I couldn't come to half the practices because GUESS WHAT my stupid little mind already got me into book club and Secretary of Student council and a band solo and Science Olympiad and now I will be getting home at 6:15 every night except for Tuesdays and Thursdays, when I will get home at 4:15 because I have Band and Science Olympiad. School ends at 3:15. NEVER going to see the school buses again. EVER. How sad *dripping with sarcasm*. Anyway.... enough about me. No, wait. I changed my mind More about MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! Am'nt I just SO non-arrogant? I know, right? Soooo, anyway. Now I am manager of girls basketball and all that other stuff and I have a spelling bee to go to next Saturday. Big, important, get you into Nationals spelling bee. And, on TOP of all of that I'm probably supposed to be at a game AAAAAAAAAND a science olympiad practice. AAAAAAAAAAAND I have to keep straight A's. AAAAAAND I can't quit anything because I already quit. Chorus. On top of every single one of those facts, I still have a kids life with friends and fights and homework to deal with. SO. Enough, I must go stress about finals. Yeah, great. ANOTHER thing to worry about. Uh-uh. I don't feel like stressing. so I am going to stay right here and let all of you people read about my miserableishness. MWAHAHAHA *evil music plays* *cue the thunder* *outline of tree against dark window, glimpse of storm outside*. i could write a horror movie. N E WAY, yeah. HECTIC. And, now I am listening to my dads annoying old people music. :P Blech. Yup. My life. In a blog. In ONE paragraph, I can sum up my day. And THAT is because I'm just cool like that. Nope, jk. It's because I'm boring.

So, Luuuuuuuuurrrrrrrvvvvvve you guys. Byeeeeeeeee.

P.S. If you see a Rosie or a Rosaleen in the national spelling bee, that's meeeee! But I will 99.9999999% positively not make it that far. So, bye for today.