Patty (woodycakes) wrote,
Patty
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Stressing Over Nothing

Freedom for a week! Well, not really. My parents are on vacation for their vacation and I thought we were going to be alone, but luck just doesn't love me enough. My grandma is coming over. I'm not complaining at all. In fact, I'm quite okay with it, but I just don't like it when she makes us all sleep in one room. I hope that it doesn't happen this time around.

I think I'm old enough to take care of myself. I like my room, thank you very much. Still, it never hurt for my grandma to be around... I like her actually. She makes me anything I want (spoiled!) and she also makes really good food (user!). Nevertheless, I'm going to be spending my second to the last week of summer with her.

I set a deadline for myself when it comes to finishing my story. And if I'm still following the schedule, I have four days left to finish it. Not too bad, considering I started the first of April. Pretty cool huh? I'm really excited for it, but I'm also dreading it because when I finish it, that would mean it was already the end of May and I'd have eight days left of summer. But who cares? Me.

I'm going to be a junior this year and that means geometry, chemistry, advanced algebra, world history, anglo-american literature, morality, and did I mention prom? Oh yeah! Prom fever is still on within my group of friends and I doubt it will be fading any time soon. We're all trying to lose weight and we're all trying to make sure that we have decent dates by March. What sucks is I thought I was secure with the date part, but it turns out that my prospective date turns out to be really... well, he's just... I don't know. He's going to dance for sure, but he's an... airhead? Not really, it's just that if I ask him to my prom, he might think I like him. And I did like him at first, but eventually I realized he was really just a friend. Just like I am to him. So, we're quite equal.

Why am I fretting over this when I still have TEN months to decide? Yeah right, I don't know when the names of our dates need to be submitted to the prom committee, but that would mean I have less time to decide. I'm hoping for a miracle now. In fact, I think I should start a novena. Here goes...
Tags: fanfiction, high school junior, more family, my room, parents, vacation
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