Why do you do what you do to me? Why won't you answer me, answer me?

Seriously, that song has been stuck in my head since you visited. Yeah. And ALSO I am sad that your school is lame and keeps you from telling me every single detail about your life because I miss youuuuuuuuuu! I have been feeling rather lonely lately and I wish you were here to make me not feel like a total loser. But, in other news, here is what has been going on in my life since I last informed you of it:

• THE SEMESTER IS OVER. We are half way done with sophomore year. How the hell did that happen?
• My play opens next week. Dear sweet baby jesus, it is so freaking hilarious. If you have time, you should look up clips of the Reduced Shakespeare Company on Youtube. I know I kind of already beat you over the head with it, but it really is more funny when you see it acted out.
• Mr. Rubix Cube is no more. No, he didn't die, but he is no longer Mr. Rubix Cube, if you get what I'm saying. He's just the guy who sits next to me in science.
• Ummm... I had this brownie in Spanish today that was AH-MAZE-ING. It wasn't all the way cooked so it tasted like brownie mix but it was solid and it was glorious.
• Oh right! So this week was finals week, right? And I had this HUGE final in History and Ms. McMather was not being clear about whether or not I had to take it (in her class, if you have over 100% you don't have to take the final). I knew I didn't have over 100% but sometimes if you have really close, she'll let you off anyways. She didn't know what grade I had but I was pretty sure I had a 98 or a 99. So, on the day of the final, I hadn't studied AT ALL. As in, not even looked at the textbook. And I had resigned myself to the fact that I was going to fail. I sit down, all ready to take the test, and I hear her telling the people with over 100% that they're going to go to the library. And I am sitting there thinking "Please say my name, please say my name, please, please, please." And then she asks, "Anyone else close to 100%?" I raised my hand AND I GOT OUT OF THE TEST.  It was the most beautiful feeling in the world. And then of course, she figured it out, but I still only had to take 2/3 of the test, which was cool. Except that I'm pretty sure I failed both of them. OH WELL.

So yeah, that's my life right now. How are you? How were your finals? I hope you survived...