I hate all of you who can apply eyeliner on your lower lashline.

Like why.

How.

I can neither say the words I want to say, write a story that I want to be read, sing a tune that I want to be heard, draw something I want to be seen, nor create something that is to be shared.

I have an imagination, but sometimes, that isn’t enough.

Too bad we can’t time travel.

Just jumping in to say that I’m finally done with AP testing FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE. Of course I’ll still have college exams & stuff, but for now, it’s nice to think I will never have to deal with this stuff again.

& I’ll probably be more active by the time summer rolls around because I still have mucho studying & testing to do with only 3 weeks of school left then OMG I’M GRADUATING HOW DOES THIS HAPPEN

So after Senior Ball, I fell asleep around 3 or 4 in the morning & had some really weird dreams.

The first dream I was at this gigantic house that was mostly white with really nice jewel toned chairs, and a bunch of people were just dancing on this big white carpet and then we all started either line dancing or doing the conga idk. Then I slip, completely face plant into the ground and everyone keeps dancing. I start seeing other people slipping and getting hurt so I start to clean up these random grey clothes spread out everywhere & I’m halfway done when I start feeling just completely awful & no one is helping me even though I’m doing all of this just so they won’t get hurt & no one even notices. Then I let out this sort of heart-wrenching sob & I run out almost crying and I run upstairs, locking myself in this huge bathroom. The weird thing is that the whole bathroom was glass so you can see outside. Awkward. So anyway I hide behind this decadent plum colored loveseat & I see my science teacher (that I sort of like) racing upstairs, taking these huge steps, and to the bathroom door I locked. AND HE MANAGES TO PICK LOCK THE DOOR. Like, what. And then he comes in & sits on the ground & he’s just talking to me asking me why I’m crying & I’m all BS because I didn’t really cry & made this story about how I was just acting as ‘Gabriella’ some character I made up but I didn’t want to tell him what really happened & I’m burying my head into the goshdarn couch.

Then the next dream I has to do with the Student council adviser teacher telling me that I can’t graduate because I don’t have my cap & gown (which is sadly true; I mean not having the cap & gown part, but I really can blame the company). That scared the crap out of me.

Then the next dream was just bizarre. Basically I was at this playground/club place where all these people were *ahem* getting it on. It was a really nice place, very colorful & I ended up climbing really high on the structure. Think I fell almost a few times. & then I was at this huge pool where these animal statues were having water gush out of their mouth. Near them was this ice cream station where you can get the dessert by pulling on levers but gradually it turned into blood.

Ugh must I analyze these dreams?

asdfghjkl MAJOR LOVE

Just stopping by to say that. Must go to sleep. Will go into detail later.

But mostly sdfghiouanhg

• a nicely decorated bedroom complete with Christmas light/fairy lights & a Union Jack bedspread
• some nice underwear and bras, even better if matching
• to be able to eat as much as I want and not gain weight
• motivation to exercise
• to be already graduated
• concert tickets to all the shows I want & transportation
• a Segway
• a boyfriend (particularly a certain Niall Horan. Eh, a girl can dream.)
• my own personal library
• some kind of talent

So I probably should start watching Legend of Korra… which is what I constantly tell myself haha.

It’s either that or work on my fanfic xD

• Alice from Alice in Wonderland
• Nancy Drew
• Seychelles from Hetalia
• Mulan

Ah I’m so happy! Got my Senior Ball dress today… hehe, which is good considering IT’S NEXT WEEK.

Forever Procrastinating.

Back from my first driving lesson. The driving instructor was a complete weirdo, but we chatted about Disney films and Harry Potter, so he was pretty cool. Sometimes it would be really awkward though. & then we stopped to get gas when it was literally 2 minutes away from the house. And so I just sat there for 4 minutes.

But all in all, I killed no one, so that was fantastic!

Mkay padre gave back the money. Yay senior activities!

Oh god I’m graduating in a month holy shiitake mushrooms is this real.