Absolutely nothing.

So. NaNoWriMo plans fell through. If I hadn't been in the musical and if I actually did any work I am supposed to, it might have happened. But, since I don't even really do my real homework, I guess it's good that I didn't do that, either. I do still like my story idea, though. Maybe when I have some free time I'll finish it...? Haha, so maybe this summer, I'll finish it. And maybe you will be special enough to have the fine privilege of reading it. Maybe.

Two full weeks of school until Christmas break. Then finals (that I will most likely fail). Then... two weeks of freedom. Good gravy, I'm so excited. I don't think I was this excited for Christmas even when I was little. No, not because of presents. Because of school. Funny how our views on things can change so drastically as we get older.

I need to read half a book so I can make something up for a presentation tomorrow, and possibly get some sleep. Just wanted to post something since I hadn't for a while. And it may be Christmas before I post again, so get over it.

Whoa, posting two days in a row! (Don't get too excited, now.)

NaNoWriMo? I must be insane.

That is all.

Could... but won't.

So it's been a while... but I'm still kinda alive. I have no idea what to write about. I could talk about how the weather here has been wonderful and fabulous and just plain gorgeous all day and should continue to be that way the rest of this week, but who wants to talk about that? I could talk about how much I dislike school, but who doesn't know that? I could talk about how much I stinkin love kids and how Clinton and I had a great time watching them while we were outside for Directed Readings today, but who wants to have me go on and on and on about kids again like that? I could say that I got all A's last quarter, but who would believe that (and rightly so, since it is no where near true!)? I could write some stuff in Spanish because we're "learning" the conditional tense, but why would I do that? I could go do my homework... HA! Yeah, right.

So many things I could do... so many things I won't do. Story of my life, and I guess the whole of this post, too.