Positive Thoughts Make Positive People.

I firmly believe that.
It only takes a nice little compliment to make someone feel more...of a person who is worth something.
So, I'd like to thank Ellen.
I honestly didn't think too many people read this blog, but she gave me the nicest compliment I've had in a while.
Thank you.
(And thank you Izzie for always reading)

Believe it or not folks, tomorrow is the last Friday of the school year.
It has been one hell of an amazing year.
Being a sophomore sounds like a lame year.
No license, no car, no job, all because of age limits, but it turned out to be a great year for just enjoying things I may not get to when I get older.
All these great things are gonna come soon enough, but when else can I enjoy walking to drivers ed in the freezing cold with Chelsey or Renee?
Or writing notes about Ed and his 'stache with Blake?
This year I've realized that friends are a much larger part of my life then I previously gave them credit for.
I don't actually think I've lost a friend this year, and that's a great thing to say.
CASEE kids have defientely become some of my best friends, and I love them all.

The yearbook.
I get the hooplah about it.
But, I really am not super excited about yearbook signings anymore.
I just don't feel like I can squeeze ten months into 3 lines.
Even when I try and sound sentimental, I always end up saying something about "I'll Miss Ya" or "Let's keep in contact"
when I mean to say "You have been an amazing friend and you always manage to make me smile" or something personal.
Who'd a thunk writers block could hit a yearbook signer?

I'm looking for some good books to sink my teeth into.
Or, sink my brain into.
Ricky suggested a philosophy book, and a novel, so I will look into those.
I just want some book that I can't put down.
They come along only once in a while, and when they do, it's great.

I have gained a whole lot of respect for girls on the BGHS soccer team.
They have something like 40 days of practice this summer, including tournaments and hikes and whatnot.
Honestly, I cannot handle that kind of commitment on my summer.
But then again I am the Queen of having commitment problems, so I guess I'm a little biased.

It's almost 1:30 in the morning, and I think that just may be the cause of this sudden headache.
That, and I just downloaded 43 songs for my mom's ipod, and I think if I look at another limewire song right now I will pop.

I still have to find those stupid handy pages for CASEE.
I'm sure the book cost no more than like a dime to make, but for some reason that is beyond me, we have to return them.

This is gonna be a great last weekend. Well, I'm not dying or anything, it's just the last school year weekend.
( I only cleared that up because you'd be surprised at how many people take words like that literally...)
Anyway,
Friday is Gundy's Bon Voyage Party and although I do not condone him moving to Germany becuase, well, I hate the Germans, I'm excited to go tomorrow and he will seriously be missed.
Saturday Cierra and I are spending the night at Sami's! I have never been over to my twin's house, so this will be soo much fun
Sunday I think Sam, Janelle, Sara and I are going to the lake. Well, that's what Sam and I semi-planned today at CASEE.
The high is going (or supposed) to be 76 degrees.
If that doesn't scream BG Lake I don't know what does.
Oh, and one more thing about the lake. All of you Battle Ground Lake haters, please shut up.
Don't say it has ecoli, because it doesn't anymore. It did way back when, and that's only because idiots put their babies poop-filled diapers in the lake.
I don't know why I get so annoyed when people hate on the lake, but I have spent the last 6 summers basically living out there.
So go suck ecoli.
(But you can't get it from Battle Ground Lake)

Sleep should be a priority, but it isn't.
Tomorrow is Friday anyway, so what's the point of getting my whole 8 hours.
There is none.
Remind me never to become a sleep doctor.
Is there such a thing? Maybe. But I certainly won't be applying.