waiting for 12:34

I couldn't sleep so I figured I'd write.

I just read through all my blog posts from like December until now and noticed the steady decline in moods and good juju. I can see why, it's not like it was really without reason. But I'm glad I did read because I got rid of some shit that I hadn't thought was offensive at the time but totally was. Also, I remembered that I'm not a fuck, as I have been feeling lately.
Preston quoted me on Facebook; I feel flattered.

I found a song on iTunes, called Mario Kart Love Song by Sam Hart.

I didn't mean to find it, I was actually looking for Mario Kart applications for my phone I think, and then I came back for it later. It's fantastic. I want to marry this lovely Mr. Hart.

I'm not ski racing anymore. My mother a while ago had asked about the possibility of getting a refund in case I couldn't ski on my knee anymore and the book keeper misconstrued her question and sent all the money we'd paid back...So I'm not ski racing anymore...What a huge step. I have ski raced my entire life, no joke. Since I was five, I think. What am I even going to do with myself? Homework, I guess. How am I going to tell McKenna?

ONE MINUTE UNTIL 12:34!
I don't think I'm going to school tomorrow. Or today, technically. I am still - BREAK IT'S 12:34!!!

Okay cool, wish made. I forgot what I was sayingosaldkfs oh yeah, I'm still sick. Fuck.
I have a lot to do; make up tests and get homework and meet with teachers and do laundry and make a new dance company drawing and whoaaaaaa.
I really need to do something to spice up my life.
Maybe I should join a book club lolololol or eat Thai food or go bungee jumping.
Okay I've joined a book club and no me gustaba.
I've eaten Thai food and it didn't spice up anything, not even my tastebuds.
AND HOLY COW I'M GOING BUNGEE JUMPING THIS SUMMER.
Mykaila JO, you better do it with me or I'd pee my pants.

Okay. Maybe bedtime now. Night.