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I'm trying not to have this blog be too personal, since I'm not sure who's accessing it (if anybody, lol) so I'll save all the gory details about me being a hormonal teenage girl today with butterflies in her stomach *gag*. I'm getting really mad at myself because I told myself I was going to be braver this year and ~take initiative~, but in reality I'm such a chicken I don't know how that will ever work out. I'm tired of admiring from afar. 

School itself was pretty laid-back; I had an easy lab in physics, and I'm assuming that class is going to be much chiller than all of my other science biotech classes. There were absolutely no errands for me to run in TA so I finished up my econ homework in there, took a little nap, and was randomly inspired by the sound of the teacher typing so I hand-wrote a pretty lengthy passage for my novel. That's actually not a bad strategy, now that I think of it -- I have far too much free time that period. I had a test in Gov. Then we played random educational games in Econ. One of them was this thing where he gave us each a paper bag with some sort of cheap toy in it, and we looked inside and rated our satisfaction in "utils" then were allowed to trade -- all for the sake of representing our economy, of course. I thought it was hilarious how half of the class is made up of legal adults and yet we were so excited over these cheap dollar-tree toys. I got a sweeeeet pen that lights up when it's flipped open and can be a keychain and errrbody was trying to trade me, haha. You can never have too many light-up items! 

So I was in pretty high spirits by the end of the day, and even the disgusting ten-year-old boys in my neighborhood verbally molesting me did not bother me (as much as usual; yuck). And now of course I'm at home wasting my time on the internet as per usual when I really should be writing my novel. Ugh, I guess I'll do that right now.