And partly it's the boots but mostly it's my chi.

So, I was going to wake up at 5:30, take a shower, and do homework.
That turned into sleeping until 6:10 and considering not going to school, but realizing I needed to just grow some overies and stop being a wimp just 'cause I felt a little off.
So I took a shower and got ready, and now I am here and still not doing bio homework.

But!
Ari called me last night and asked if I wanted to hang out for Senior Skip day on Friday.
So now instead of doing work I am going to go have some fun with Ari.
And I know she likes me and that if she weren't dating Dave she'd go after me.
This is interesting.
I have Toast in my head going, "Do it Kiwiiiiiiiiii, she's hauwt!"
I have Snoopy repeating my own words in my head, "Are you sure you want to? She's with a guy."
And I have myself in my head (many of me), going, "Let's look and see how this turns out. Keep your wits about you."

Also, I have to write my letters to all my teachers.
It can be after graduation 'cause they'll still be teaching, though, so I'm glad I have some time.

Alright. Going to go do ten minutes of bio and then go to school to do probably an hour more.

I would die to have this for uni.

Omigod.

Oh, BTW, Reading start of term is actually like 8 October or something but there's an extra international week so I'd have go to for 26 September which is pretty exciting.

"High school" is currently synonymous with "slow and torturous death."

I'm going to go get some more organic lemonade to make this bearable.

+Punches arm through air.+ There we go, Kiwi! That's the way to make lemonade out of lemons!

...or death/high school, whichever the case may be...