As the year is coming to a close, I can already see people getting sentimental about graduating high school. Many of you may already know this, but May 1 was college decision day, and so yesterday I sat on the good ol’ fbook and watched the news feed as my childhood friends each updated their profiles, adding their future college to their education. It’s exciting, but kind of surreal. We all know now where we’re going. After hours of toil over applications and tumultuous arguments with parents over tuition, it’s finally over and quickly becoming very real that we’re all leaving this place. Our little hole in the middle of Idaho, kept away from the rest of the world. But now, our class, being the (really) abnormal overachievers that we are, are all spreading across the country bound to go on and achieve the unimaginable. Some of my closest friends are going to UC Davis, Harvey Mudd, Olin, Tufts, Bryn Mawr, NYU, George Washington, Western Washington, Seattle Pacific, Seattle U, Oregon, and the like. I myself am headed off to the University of Oregon: School of Architecture and Allied Arts. Trying to imagine all the places we’ll go and the things we’ll do, it’s hard not to get caught in the sentiment. But on a rainy spring day in Idaho, quoting Dr. Seuss in reference to college education is about all you can do.
In September 2004, French police discovered a hidden chamber in the catacombs under Paris. It contained a full-sized movie screen, projection equipment, a bar, a pressure cooker for making couscous, a professionally installed electricity system, and at least three phone…
Check out our lipdub! So I guess there are things that will make me miss high school. Proud to be a bear!
Pretty sure this will be happening to my dorm room next year. Pumped!
French, Physics, and Calculus finals: Prepare to be defeated.
FINALS Week
FINALS WEEK IS THE BIGGEST BITCH OF MY ENTIRE LIFE. I hate them, I hate them, I hate them. Here’s the thing, as being a senior in high school I’ve come to realize that senior year is not as easy as everyone says. IT’S HELL. Though my schedule isn’t as hard as Casey’s I still have World Lit too and our teacher is like a college professor. He’s a cool dude but his class SUCKS.
Ahem, Talia is indeed correct. I believe we’re both taking that Lit final tomorrow. It may or may not be the death of us. I’m writing during one of the few study breaks I’ve given myself and even then it will be brief. Taking notes, preparing to study like hell and write like crazy. Then my schedule is on to French, Physics, and Calculus. Hot damn, ass, consider yourself kicked. You can imagine, I’m a bit on the stressed side….tea, yoga, breathe. Okay. Self-Pep-Talk complete, back to studying!
Good luck to everyone out there suffering through finals and tests!
I hate Mondays. This is my day plan. Finals suck.
Hey kids, I’m Casey (Part 1 3/4 of this trio). We decided to give everyone a little background on ourselves so you’re not going into this blind.
First things first, the things which I am currently infatuated with:
1. Lists (Clever, right?)
2. Coffee (In theory this should probably go first, but I thought I’d go for the whimsy)
3. Clothing (With college approaching, my budget was cut off so I’ve become an expert window shopper..and far more picky, which is good for all of you!)
4. Sharpies (I’ll tell you about my hand sometime…then you’ll understand)
5. Ingrid Michaelson
6. My MacBook (I swear, my boyfriend thinks I’m cheating, that’s how much I love this thing)
7. Anything vintage. Anything.
8. Tattoos (Cool ideas, anyone?)
9. Glee Club (The show and my own, I tell you people: IT’S AN ADDICTION)
10. Gilmore Girls (Speaking of addictions…)
just to name a few. That’s me. I’ve had kind of a rough year, a torn ACL, applying to schools, the infamous HARD as shit senior schedule…an adventure to say the least. But you’ll hear all about that later!
As we were sitting camped out in our blanket fort, we're beginning to think "what have our lives come to?" So we decided to start a blog. Impressive, right? We thought so.
