Every once in a while, everyone deserves to be lazy. Friday is normally my lazy day. I was told that my outfit is the most "normal" outfit that Ive worn all year. I would have to agree, I have some pretty unoridinary outfits.
This weekend, I took the PracticeSAT (PSAT). The four hour test that offically begins the torture section of junior year. Last year, I was ahead of the game and took the PSAT as a sophomore. When I received my score, I was decently surprised: I was in the 33rd percentile. I'm pretty sure that's like a 950 out of 2400. Ivy league here I come!
I'm sure I did much better this year, but thankfully it doesn't count for anything.
Thinking about college scares me. Every second I get closer and closer to having to sit down and deal with college. I want to go to Chico State. Susan and Gary went there, and they're pretty solid individuals. That isn't why I want to go there though, I don't know, it just appeals to me.
One thing is for sure though: I'm going to college. I don't care what it takes, but I have to leave Danville, California for a while.
I'm not one of those teenagers who hates where they live and always complains about how there is nothing to do here. I LOVE IT HERE, don't get me wrong. I need to live a little, though. I need to experience life.
For right now, however, I'm comfortable with hanging out in Danville and watching the Disney channel.
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