Junior year is upon me and looming and scary and boy do I wish I was a senior now. (No, I don't want to be ONE TWO I just want it to be 2013 already). Teachers are not playing around this year. Almost every one has been like, "I'm not going to lie to you guys, this year is going to be pretty fucking challenging. Seriously. You might die." The only ones who haven't parroted this mantra are the ones who are like, "THE AENEID IS LITERALLY THE BEST THING YOU WILL EVER READ IN YOUR LIFE! omg i love latin" and we're all like, k.
Happily tomorrow will begin everything I know and love (EXTRACURRICULARS) and maybe we'll get past this tiresome initial phase in which the syllabus is being outlined and nothing is interesting yet. I can't wait to be in Theater and play rehearsal and dance squad and oh, the fun! And maybe I'll work on that Style section I've always wanted to make for the school paper. Just maybe.