• getcho ass out. i'm from the A, i came to party til i pass out. (lol i accidentally pressed enter earlier and posted this, so uh, i guess this is an edit.) I'm listening to the Hush Sound. I kinda like them? the guy sounds like that nigger from Fall Out Boy, though. yuckies. anyways, this week is MAP testing. MAP stands for Missouri Assesment Program, so I assume that Missouri is the only state that does MAP testing. Unless you just like, changed the first letter to the letter of the state. lol, Pennsylvania would be PAP. Florida would be FAP, ahahahhahahahahahaah. i can't think of any other funny ones. hahaha. anyways, freshman and juniors don't test so basically we've been doing fuckall all week. god, it's so damn boring. we have a bunch of presentors coming in and talking about college and other random shit. lolllll, one presentor today was talking about sexual harassment, and i fell asleep during right? so i woke up at the end when she was passing something out and i was stretching and trying to grab the table behind me (without looking) and totally grabbed her thigh. i was like, "OH. MY. GOD. LOL. SORRY." and she didn't like, laugh or even smile or anything so it was totally awkward. anyways, this week is also Senior Week which means that alllll the seniors are all gone. there was only 3 people in my math class on monday, and 2 in Housing and 4 in English. hahaha. there's 40 seniors this year, i think. probably the biggest graduating class we've had since i moved here. god, little towns suck. onto more important things: i got my room clean and my bike pimped out. i'm so excited for this summer dude. holy shit. i seriously have a feeling this summer is going to be E-P-I-C. so since everyone else has their little handy dandy qoutes at the end of all their entries, i decided i wanted to jump on the bandwagon but put little cool facts on the end of mine, since i'm literally just full of useless information. hahaha. DID YOU KNOW... In 2002 the average driver spent 62 hours stopped in traffic. L.A. drivers spent 163. p.s. check out Index for Potential Suicide

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