"You don't know how lovely you ah-ah-are"



This is kind of extreme, but the
first and last definitely
described my feelings, today.



Welcome back to high school, Simone. Lucky me, I didn't actually miss the place. Only three more semesters, though. THREE semesters and then I'm a senior, and then I'm off to LA...or...NY! Woohoo! Or at least, that's the plan.



My stuffed animals are really going to hate
me these last four months :(



 Hopefully this semester will be easier than the last; mainly talking about PreCal, here. Sometimes I wish I'd just taken Trig since it was basically all we learned last year. But deep down, I knew I'd be cheating myself. Or at least that's what I like to tell myself when I think about it. AP Lang is flippin awesome, though. I have a research paper, eight to ten pages, due at the end of...April...? I still don't know what I'm going to research, yet. I've thought about eating disorders in the dance world, or just in general, but that's about all I've got. Before all the excitement happens, I also have to read three books and write essays/do an AP appropriate project for each of them. I'm really not complaining because I actually like doing projects and writing essays. --perhaps I favor the latter a little more-- I just know I've got a LOT to do in AP Lang alone this semester. The AP exams for Lang and USHistory are coming up in May--which, combined, will cost $96--as well, and then finals. Not gonna lie, the APUSH Exam has got me kinda freaked out, so all my free time will no longer be considered "free" as I will be devoting it to my 9,000 page textbook and memorizing every word. Yeah. Maybe. This week is only a 4-day week, so that's good. And it two weeks it will be again.



Currently, I'm getting all the work done that I know I can today: Issues portfolios for APLang, Awareness of News for Newspaper, Chapter 12 Review for Psychics, the sorts.

Outside of school is also a fun life. Dance is starting back up tonight after three weeks. Three weeks off? No problem. I'm in tip-top shape. Never been stretchier. Sometimes I wish it were easier to detect sarcasm through a computer; this is funny to me because I read an article about sarcasm for my Issues Portfolio a few hours ago. I also have to write my scholarship essay for PulseAtlanta in April, register for JUMP Atlanta (One-day), register for NYCDA Atlanta (One-day), choreograph my solo for dance, choreograph a dance for school (I start teaching again tomorrow), and, not really related, the SAT. Jumping for joy...for the first three, anyway; the others will definitely be struggles. I've always liked challenges, and I'm really glad they all decided to show up at once. Thanks guys.

With all this information clogging my brain, today is a devout Coldplay kind of day. I'm Hurting Like Heaven right now, and I don't mind at all. Not one bit.

*title courtesy of Coldplay's The Scientist*