So! The countdown to Boston has begun: three days until Thursday, the day we leave for our band/show choir trip to Boston, MA! I can't wait. It's going to be so much fun. Of course, I still have music to practice...but don't worry, I'll have it mastered. 
(I actually have a small headache right now, so this will be brief.) Band trip, and then exams after that. AP exams, but I'm pretty much exempt from my other class (Social Justice), so AP exams are the really only ones I have to take. Which is pretty awesome, because we take those early May, and then the rest of the year is, like, free-sailing. Then all the seniors graduate, so a couple of my classes will be emptier by about half. So, yeah. I just gotta make it through exams, and then it's college stuff to think about. Not bad at all.
(I keep getting distracted by my little APH England FLELE shell. He blinks at me with the cutest little green eyes!) Ugh, back to school after break is the worst. One, you so do not want to go back after being able to sleep twelve hours a day. And two, you have to get readjusted to all the people and the drama, and the talking to people, and the being nice to people, and all the things that generally come with people. I was talking with my mother today about people, and life in general, and I was telling her about how there really is no point to life at all.
But people especially...I just kind of don't like us. I'd rather be an animal, like a cat, or a bird. But a cool bird, like a falcon. I love falcons. Yeah.
...Sorry, got carried away imagining myself as a falcon. Pretty cool, there.
And now I'm just rambling mindlessly, so maybe I should go. My teddy bear is smilin---argh! England just made a weird face! His eyes went all white and his mouth was like---AHH! He did it again! Creepy face!
Criminy dutch, he's at it again. He looks like he's possessed by the girl from The Ring. This kid at my grade school once told me I looked like her when I straightened my hair. I think I should have been affronted, but I really didn't care. I didn't hold his opinion in the highest regard anyway.
Touched in the mind but still faithfully yours,
KitKat
P.S. I've revamped my world, Quiet Desperation. It's now called Down the Rabbit Hole, and features only fanfictions. I just don't feeling like posting my original stuff up here as well, when I have a dA and a FictionPress account. (If you really want to read my original stuff, the links are in the introduction to this world.)
