Today is Monday. You know, just in case you couldn't tell by the post title. Anyway, I have nothing to do today*, so I thought I'd write something on here. Mind you, whatever I write will be completely pointless and most likely the most boring thing you've ever read, but keep in mind that you chose to read this. Well, now that I've successfully put you to sleep, I'm sure you won't mind if I write all about what's going to be happening in the next few months.
July- I'm being forced by my mother to visit my family in Vermont. Of course, if you read my post from back in January about my last trip there, you'll know that I'm really not a fan. I would have liked to stay here, but Mom doesn't seem to think 17 is an appropriate age to stay at home by myself, so I have to sit in a tiny car, listening to Justin Bieber for hours on end and trying to sleep sitting up. Not fun.
August- Hopefully, I'll be able to get in a visit to Pensacola before school starts, but I'm doubting that will be possible. Maybe I'll find a way to visit the school for a bit, but that's unlikely. Whatever, I'll think of something.
September- Jameson and Veronica will be starting school again, so I won't have anyone waking me up during my sleeping hours (yay). Also, I'm going to try starting a new homeschool program, since the one I was on was practically ALL essays. I should still graduate in 2011, so I'll be able to celebrate my graduation with my class, however I won't be able to walk at graduation. I was thinking I'd get a ticket from someone, show up with a graduation cap, and throw it at the end. It will be just like how it should be, were I still in Pensacola, minus the whole walking across the stage to get my diploma thing. Fine with me, as long as I finish!
So, that was the result of my boredom. I probably would have written more, but there's only so much you can write about nothing, so I'll just leave it at that. Bye.
*This is not true. I actually have a mountain of laundry (Mt. Dirty) in my bathroom, and I have to go to the library, but let's call those minor details.
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