Whiskey Tango Foxtrot. Really.

I'm still not sure I understand this whole... Blog thing. I mean... sure:

1. Write.

2. Insert Pictures.

3. Post.

But.. with me, it's more like:

1. Write.

2. Erase.

3. Re-write.

4. Edit.

5. Insert Pictures.

6. Edit.

7. Post.

8. Realize it's still not right.

9. Curse.

10. Fix it. Immediately.

I'm not sure that it's supposed to be like this? I thought blogging was supposed to be relaxing... not completely stressful! I'm already under enough stress with major financial issues with college. ugh. whatever. Anyway. I'm still not sure about this whole blog thing. Who the heck came up with it anyway??? Isn't it supposed to be like a diary? For the world to see? Oh I don't think so. There is no way I'm posting all my innermost feelings to be read by some random person in China. or India. or even Canada. Or for my 66 year old Grandmother next door to read. (Not kidding, she really does live RIGHT next door.) Or anywhere, for that matter. But, I guess since it's my blog, I can post whatever I want, right?

I graduated last week. If you took my advice and got the amazing recipe from mother's blog, you obviously saw some graduation pictures. I'm not sure about that either. I don't know whether to be happy that I can finally get the heck outta here, or to be sad that I'll never see some of these people again. Why is eighteen so hard? I still don't know why they allow 18-year-olds to vote. Unless the kid is hardcore into politics and reads the news everyday like my boyfriend, most kids are only voting based on what they get from random news stations, which are partial to one party anyway. Everyone knows that. I know I won't be voting for a while. That's for damn sure. I won't be blamed for the crap that gets into office. I'd rather just say to anyone complaining, "Hey, don't blame me. You're the one who voted for him." or even, "Dude. I really think you would suck at his job. If you can do it better, do it. If not, shut it."

Enough about politics.

asldfkjas. what the heck do i talk about?! these things are boring. Today, I worked at my second job, and then hung out with my friend Andrew (Yes, he is a boy, and he is a friend, but he is NOT my boyfriend. Just to be clear.) Yes, His real name is Andrew, contrary to popular belief. Maiiiinly because he has manymanymanymany nicknames. whatev's. i'd list them. but most of them include his last name, and i'd rather not have his last name posted all over the interwebs. x] oh well. we sat and played mario the whole time. oh and went for ice cream with big brother that stopped by. Of course, brother bought. x] only way to get ice cream right there. mmm yummy. then andy decided to play this balloon game on my laptop? yeah it looked fun. but. i'd probably suck at it. mainly because..... i have no hand eye coordination. xD hahahaha.

I'm really excited. only one more day before i get to go to prom! again. haha. Yep, this Friday is the boyfriend's prom. I get to drive 3 hours and get to stay the whole weekend. :D woooooot.

I guess we may be going to Hershey Park on Saturday? maybe? i have no idea. I hope so though! i haven't been there in like, 8 years! ahh, how fun.

Well, I'm tired, and I have to get up early and do lots of laundry and pack for this weekend, so I guess this is it for the night. :)

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