By Next Tuesday

...I will be done. Unless I die before then, of course. Between right now and midnight on May 17th I will have read 2-3 books, done 6 papers, taken 4 tests, and attended 3 dinner functions, 1 picnic, and 2 work inservices. Sleep and I have parted ways for the next week. Sam and I have decided, in an effort to avoid our responsibilities, to run away and become super heros. He is going to teleport to crime scenes and fight criminals while I fly there and make witty comments. Not sure how making witty comments makes me a superhero...but our archnemesis is going to be (dun dun dun, cue evil muxic)
Universal Scummy Tyrant, or UST for short. Let me know if you want in on bringing down the bad guy.
So far today I have changed three times and its looking like it might happen again. I just can't stay comfortable in any of my clothes for very long. Guess its one of those days that I wish The Fall had never happened and we could all still run around naked without shame. (And what is the definition of shame? C'mon...Woman and Man kicks in right here....) You know, now that I think about it, I had difficulty staying in one outfit yesterday too. Hmm, maybe its in the air? or the moon? Hard to say...
This weekend was so relaxing that I'm having a hard time snapping back into having a busy schedule. I know I should have done more work than I did while I could but I needed to just chill after the drama of the weekend before.
Still trying to figure out what I'm going to do this summer. Padelford is all I've got right now but I applied for a marketing internship...random I know...and have a few other things on the back burner so we shall see.
Thunderstorms all week...what a great way to end the school year.
By next Tuesday...I just have to keep telling myself that...
By next Tuesday...
:end sidenote