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My life has been pretty uneventful lately.
Last night I went to Center Stage with my english class to see Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead, and it was pretty good, it was happy. I love going to the theater and I wish I did it more often.
Today we had a field trip to the Science Center to see Body Worlds 2, it was pretty good but some of the bodies looked fake because of the plastination. But overall it was pretty interesting. After that I went home and took my normal three hour nap. Aka today was pretty useless. But I still have an essay that was due Friday (we didn't have school) yet to do, and I had a french essay which I just did, buttt I still have a lab report. Lame. I quit school. I hate senior year. It's so worthless, I feel like I haven't learned anything in a long time, I just doze off in class and somehow pull it together enough for tests. But even they aren't always that good, I feel like all of my classes have a huge built-in curve because I don't understand how I still have good grades. I feel like most of my teachers love me so therefore they just give me good grades. I know that sounds annoying and toady-ish, but honestly I feel like I never do anything worthwhile in school.
Oh yeah, and I got into Virginia Tech. Two for twoo :) Now just 5,000 more...

This morning I was lying in Lucy's bed regretting the fact that I applied to Cornell because my hair smelled like wine and I couldn't move, and my interview was in two hours. But then I got up and left Clare's house and got ready and went...and the interview went surprisingly well. It wasn't even really an interview, it was more of a conversation with a Cornell alum, the way that college websites always say interviews are supposed to be, but they really turn out to be an interrogation of your life; but this time it was nice. I went into it thinking 'I don't even want to go to Cornell,' but now I think I actually want to go there and that's happy. That's probably the last school, out of all of the schools I've had interviews for, that I want to go to. But it was probably one of the best interviews, not that it even was, honestly it was just us getting coffee and discussing college and it was..happy. I mean I probably still won't get in but if I do and I get into another first choice (I have about 5 "first choices") I'm going to seriously consider Cornell. Happy.

Also my life is pretty happy now. I mean, I lost my job, but I may be getting it back, my grandmother just died which is sad but somehow it's okay...also my grades are really good now, I'm a semi-finalist for a $20,000 Verizon scholarship, I just was a finalist in an essay contest about "changing the world" (and all I did was copy & paste my commonapp essay with minor modifications), and... what else. My social life is happy too. Happy happy happy. Unfortunate that I'm bipolar and tomorrow I'll be writing an entry about how much my life sucks. Whatevvvvvv.

How do we feel about the ipod touch? I desperately need a new one (sucks that I've had three), and there's no way I'm buying another ipod classic. I wish I had AT&T, I would definitely get the iphone, I need a new phone anyway. Verizon, you're lame. Also sucks that this only holds 16GB, the inadequate itunes I've had for only three months has 10GB of music in it already(my other one got deleted). Blah, apple rules my life.

This weekend was pretty good. I would list a bunch of awesome/hilarious things that happened but there are too many. This week will be long. Next weekend will be longer.

I have no idea what to say about this weekend.
In one sense it was amazing, in another, it was horrible. It was just different, I guess.
Here are some of the things I've learned:
-I basically live in bathrooms
-People get offended when you call them "yackerettes"
-My life is extremely sketchy
-Never throw a purse over the hood of a car
-Don't hang out in corners
-Never leave a drunk girl alone with her cell phone
-Never leave another drunk girl alone with her cell phone
-Don't leave your alcohol in other people's purses
-Don't forget your febreeze