Ughaflaia.

I don't even have time to give a full update on the first day.
Because I have to write a 250-pg story by Thursday, read 20 pages of a Journalism book, and...yeah, Journalism's a major homework bomb. There's homework in the other classes, but it's just "sign syllabus" and crap like that.
"Ian" is in my WAS (World Area Studies) class. I'll say to him for you.
Technically, we only have four blocks (periods) today. Tomorrow we have the other four. That's how it rolls, man.
AGH AGH AGH I MEAN TWO-FIFTY ISN'T A LOT BUT I DON'T WANT HOMEWORK ON THE FIRST DAY.

DAM IT FISHIE-YEAR ALL,
BEAVER

I messaged inkpoperika.

Hopefully we'll get it sorted out.
Although, if I'm right, Inkpop's kind of crappy with these things...

Anyways, guess what? New project up. If you've got time, Lina...*nudge nudge*
Oh, and your name is in it. Not straight-out Lina, but Lina as a nickname (it's mentioned). As in Angelina Hadden-Ferone, the mother who sorta-kinda-maybe-dresses-like-a-slut.
Just sayin'.

By the way, I might be making a short story out of that new Taylor Swift song, "Mine". It's got great imagery.

I'll stop rambling now.

Wait, one last thought:
SCHOOL STARTS TOMORROW?!?!?!?!?!?!?
WHAT!?!?!??!

DAM IT ALL,
BEAVER

Aghified.

I didn't want Sista Beavah to find out about me messaging Author S M Johnson. Or whatever.
Crappppp...
Or I guess, turrrrrrrrd.
The exact reason I didn't want her to know is because I'm a total freak/infatuated friendwhore when it comes to these things. I feel this adrenaline to stick up for my friends. Whether I've met them or not.
Ahem.
Anyhoo, the past is the past...at the present...agh.
Haircut.
Dunno if I should love it or hate it...
I guess school on Tuesday will let me know.
Which leaves a bigger problem:
WHAT TO WEAR ON THE FIRST DAY.

DAM IT FIRST-DAY-PROBLEMS ALL,
BEAVER

What the frack.

How the hell are you so talented?
I love your blog. Love it. The background, however, is a little distracting from your amazing words. I have to move the post around to read it.
Just sayin'.
Does it have to be transluscent?
Anyways, I don't start school until Tuesday. Next Tuesday. But on Thursday I pick up my schedules and stuff, and on Friday it's fish bowl, a.k.a. a big orgy of awkward pimply freshmen.
Wish me luck.