RANDOM;

I'm sitting here eating Halloween candy and digging myself deeper and deeper into this s--thole called, senioritis. I believe it's of a relation to procrastination, where I met during eighth grade.
[They should really give out salt water laffy taffy for Halloween, because half of the candy is YUCKY.]

I promise after the ten week report card, I'll go back to normal.
SIIIIIKE. But, no really I need to.
No unnecessary Key Club events, 0_0!
Chat box rooms.
And got to get a math tutor. I'll probably end up going to the one where everyone goes to.
Juli, Erick, Justin, Brian, and others.
Where we learn in cubicle squares, not even big enough to move around.
Where kids are divided by age group then by subject.
And there's only one tutor! O_O

I'm in desperate need of new glasses, so that I can finally get my permit. AND! So that I can see in class. I'll look nerdy. But heck, I could care less right about now.

SAT's are this weekend. GROSS_GROSS_GROSS_GROSS. But, I didn't study. I don't need it anymore, maybe I'll just cancel it. MAYBE! I'll go in and just mess around and make a design out of the bubbles, JKIN'.

I want a new pair of converse. [My own design]
I want a tattoo at the age of 18. [Dinosaurs<3]
I want to live in Australia. [Finding Nemo]
I wish life had a pause button. [SYSTEM OVERLOAD]

But more importantly, I want a cure for all types of cancer.

[For everyone who's been diagnosed in this world.]