Sigh.

I'm just overly sick of this right now.

It's too much like summer to be in school, which is probably why I only came to school for two periods last week, and spent the rest either at the beach or with this friend of mine that I haven't seen in years that decided to materialize back into my life. But anyway.

I have absolutly no motivation to do anything anymore. I just want to sit at home and beat Dead Space 2. And go camping, which I'm doing on Wednesday, which I'm rather excited for.

But, right, an actual topic for this post.

I am so stoked on the fact that I can drive.
Because I have my license, now I drive up to my campground every weekend on my own. And it's rather magical.

It's just so awesome to be able to drive however fast you want, music blaring, sun roof open, with the wind in your hair.

That sounded so gay, but honestly, it's the best feeling of life. Like you're totally free, that you can do whatever you want, and there is no one controlling you at that very moment.

I don't even know what I'm talking about, okay, bye.

JUST KIDDDIIIING.

What I'm going to miss about Writers Craft:

-Miss Feick talking to herself behind me every time we're in the computer lab (She's really loving her pen right now, if you were wondering)

-being able to write about random stuff and be told it's awesome (I wrote a version of Cinderella where she was in a mental institution.. WHERE ELSE CAN YOU DO THAT?)

-scrambling the night before to come up with something stellar (I don't know why I like working like that, but whatever)

-free stickers. Of crying children. Thanks Feick!

-her random sounds, which she mentioned while talking to herself.

-this blog. I'll probably be too lazy to keep it up, and since even now when everyone is supposed to have to read this, and they I don't, I doubt anyone would of their own free will.