We’re livin’ on the egde!

So, it rained today. But I missed out. It rained during journalism and remediation and I couldn’t enjoy it. At 3:10, it had ceased and all that was left for me was the mud. I have tests this week. Three..I think. I have one in Advanced Math, but it’s simple ACT prep. I have a huge unit test for English..so I have to spend tonight re-reading old stories, letters and poems. I couldn’t be more excited. (Sarcasm) I think I finally got all of my articles e-mailed to Becky, so that’s a burden off, but I’m sure Nikki will find something wrong with my progress. And if she don’t, Nick will. For someone who doesn’t do anything, he sure gripes a lot. When I’m the editor, I’m going to actually edit and do my job. I’m not the greatest on assigning stories, but I’ll at least take editing seriously. And I hope Mrs. Folds doesn’t get it back, too. I mean, I’d love for the class to have structure that she could give, but I want to be in charge next year. I want to wear the cape and make the f’n whoosing noises. =]

I’m spending some time alone today. I’m not much on alone time, but I didn’t feel like hanging out or going to visit with the family today. Yesterday was very enjoyable. I went to piano and then Jeska & I walked a mile at Grayson after talking a little bit to Jessica, Ashley & Matt. Then, we went over to Jeff’s on the spur of the moment and jumped for a few hours. I’m in love with every single inch trampoline. And it couldn’t be set up in a better place. I was just laying there looking at the clouds and wondering if life could be any prettier. And the answer is none. None more black. ;] I don’t know if I mentioned it or not, but I finished the last Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants. The only thing that really affected me..that was it was the last one. It wasn’t really sad….or overly sweet. It was a great ending, but there just wasn’t much storyline..I expected too much of it, I guess. All I can do is wait for the last Harry Potter book. JK won’t let me down.

It’s getting closer to summer every day. Sometimes, when I go outside to get in my car, it just feels so much like summer. I feel like I’m getting in my car and driving to the church to go to camp. I’m ready in every possible way for church camp. I have the doubts, the insecurities, the anxiety, but more importantly, I have the need and the want. Jeska is coming with me this year. I am so grateful to be spending this experience with her. I hope she enjoys it as thoroughly as I do. I’m already dreading the purple wall! 13 ft., baby.

I heard from a semi-reliable source last night that there’s another concert inching toward us in time. ULM is supposedly closing the deal on it soon. (Oh, yeah.) Like I told Jeska, “Get your concert heart pumpin’ and your cds bought, ‘cuz it’s tiiiiiime!” aha. I’m talking Papa Roach, Puddle of Mudd and Hinder! I’m excited! I’m so very ready for that can’t hear anything, aching all over, thirsting&sweating like crazy, meeting new people, and loving every SECOND of it..night. I love concerts. It’s my passion and it’s a beautiful thing!

Spring break is getting closer. I think I’m going to be ALONE all week! Who wants to party? ha. Mi padres are planning on spending a couple of those days in Stilwater, Oklahoma. Town of the Cherokee Indians and summer memories. I’d love to go back, but I have a feeling that that week is going to be SOMUCHFUN here alone. lol. Well anyway, it’s getting hot in here and I’m running out of things to say and stories to tell, but be proud of me for writing this much. You better comment! I LOVE YOU GUYS! xoxo, hil*