Kamakazi!!

I want to apologize in advance for my lack of text organization. My paragraphs are completely random and may confuse the reader. If reading this post results in mild confusion, fainting, or dizziness, I am not liable. If you faint and trip down a flight of stairs then fall into a coma for fifty years and when you wake up everyone's been taken over by aliens so you steal their spaceships and become a kamakazi, I am still not liable. You have been warned.

http://www.montgomeryacademy.org/page.cfm?p=1

That was one of my prior schools. I was on the site because I was bored, and suddenly felt like a huuge nerd. I mean, LOOK AT IT. If you google search it, it comes up with: "independent college preparatory school." (As a side note to Sarah: On the homepage, they didnt have that jungle gym thing when we were there! It looks pretty kick-ass.)

Anyways, ADD moment is over. My uncles are visiting from God-Knows-Where-They-Live. All of my dad's brothers. I swear, the tetosterone in this house is killing me. They're playing some racing game on the Wii that I can hear from the second floor (they're in the basement). So we have my dad, his three brothers, my two brothers, and Jack's friend. Hm, does anyone else see how that might be annoying? Just thank God that my other brother isn't here. SEVEN BOYS. Ugh. I hate having company. It only makes me more reclusive.

I got my course list for mext year! Hooray! I'm taking all AP classes, along with French 2 and Chorus (choral group to be determined by next Tuesday's audition). And, of course, gym class. But I was honestly quite happy with my classes. I got everything I wanted. Plus the two or three clubs I'm going to end up doing (Creative Writing, GSA, Guitar Club), guitar lessons, piano lessons, and maybe cross-country.

Wow, looking at that list gave me a serious headache. And I thought my life now was tiring. I seriously better get moving on the whole getting-book-published thing so next year I don't die.

The end-of-the-year dance is on June 5th. I'm actually excited, although I'm not so sure why. I like dressing up. Although I'm going to end up wearing a black and white dress, studded bracelets, and my mom's combat boots (I refuse to say "Army boots" because every time I even think those words I hear Ben in my head, laughing. Trust me, Ben is not a good person to have in your head.). I must go to the mall! Only not this weekend. Because I have company. Which also means I cannot do my video project this weekend. Fluff, it's due Friday. I hope madame Safavi gives us time in class like she promised because of all the testing.

I just realized that I don't really want to inform the entire world about my life. What I want to do is rant about my life which, incidently, makes my entire life open to the public. *Sigh* We can't always have it all.

Anyways, I started a new story. I'm taking a break from my sequel and trying out a new persona. I don't really know if this story has any potential or not, but what the hell. I'm stuck in a bit of a rut when it comes to my sequel. Speaking of the sequel, I've thought of a nice name, but only if I change the first book's title to Built On Secrets. Then the second one would be Breaking Foundation and the third one is gonna be whatever the third one wants to be.