Song of the Day: When the Day Met the Night by Panic! at the Disco (...in the middle of summer, all was golden in the sky...)
Yearbook day. What's the point of it? You run around all day swapping books and saying things like "I'll die if you don't sign this!" even though you've only talked to that person maybe twice and then you get in this panic because you don't know how to spell their name, in fact you might not even know their name at all. You flip wildly through the pages for their name, and when you do find it you get all suspicious like "what if this loser spelled it wrong too?" and by then the other person is all done with your book and standing there like a lump, holding your book out at arms distance and so you have to scribble something idiotic and grammatically incorrect like "
You see? Yearbook day is terribly stressful. I don't understand why we have it. I guarantee that I like maybe 5% of the people that signed my yearbook today. I basically lied to every person in my grade (Every girl is the "cutest girl on the planet!", everyone is my "bff". Gross.) but it would've been worse probably if I'd told the whole truth ("I hate you." or "Have we really ever met?" or "You have a lazy eye. Why?!").
Okay, so it was kind of fun though. Katie, my favorite, came with us and we took around a yearbook for Bia (a Brazilian goddess!) and got some cute boys to sign. ("Bia! You're so fine! Let's make out! Look me up, page 74. Matt C." Bahahaha.) Then there was some Del Taco so it turned out okay. Whatever.
But... wait for it.... IT IS OFFICIALLY SUMMER!!!!!!!! Well sort of. No more school, but since tomorrow's Friday, then there's the weekend, and Monday is Memorial Day, "official summer" isn't until Tuesday. Who cares though, NO MORE SCHOOL! Hoopla! Blaaa, I'm all hyper and having mild seizures because of this fact. I shall never wake up at 6:30 AM again! (Well, at least not until next year. Poo.)
Have a fantastic summer. You're pretty.