I'm totes not doing that lyrics thing anymore. Too much effort.

Totes is a funny word. Isn't this a tote?

Uh, something like that, right? Okay.

So beauty school starts tomorrow! And school starts Wednesday!

I hope I hope I hope {and wish upon a star and knock on wood and do a rain dance} that I will meet a nice person to be friends with in beauty school. Because seriously, by the looks of last year, this place is just crawling with shallow sluts sweet spirited daughters of God.

Uhhhhmmmmmm yeeeeah. That's right too.

...

Buuuuuuut! I am positive that regular, normal, nothing-special high school will be great this year! I mean, for reals, dude. I have seminary with my brother. And he is cooler than me, even {maybe}. Also, I have choir. Choir! I never thought I'd miss old fart Sargent's grouchy voice. But alas, I do. Even more, though, I miss singing without being told to shut up. I miss my Camille, Artemisa, Rania, Kailey! I miss it all, people. I miss it allll. Gimme choir. Also, my best friend Jadyn will be coming back to Ridge! And we'll have choir and econ/government together, and lunch! Who's excited? Me. And not just Jadyn, I'll have lunch with the majority of my friends! Except for Keaton {hangs head and sniffles}. And my schedule is like, super easy to the max. I mean, seminary, choir, econ/gov, comp 101 {which is a college credit and requires very little reading}, and cosmetology. Seriously people. I can do this with my eyes closed.

And to top it of, it's my senior year! So it'll be just like this, right?

Right! Let's do this thing.