You are my sunshine, my only sunshine...la la la... Yes, well, I'm running out of ideas. I'm only good for affectionate phrases once or twice a month. Sorry.
Anyway, so, as you noticed, for once I am actually updating my blog within a week of my last entry. Go me! Absolutely amazing. But hey, I actually feel like I have energy, first time since the middle of last summer. I wonder if I have some sort of disease... OK, that's enough of me being a hypochondriac (is that how you spell it?). So, yeah, I actually feel like thinking today. I was talking with my cousin, and though he can be infuriatingly curious and always asking why, why, and why, I realized its actually really nice to talk to him. He forces people to be honest, or at least forces me to be honest. I really have to think when I chat with him, and I always see new things about myself and others. I just wish he'd stop mentioning Madonna every other sentence...
Now, I was reading my other cousin's blog, and she mentioned how children aren't really children anymore. Mini-adults, yes, they really are. I see kids going out and their still in elementary school. And low-rider flares? Anything that showed my bellybutton was out of the question when I was small. I always wore the stuff old grannies wear - poofy old cardigans, corderoys, etc. My 5th grade cousin was over my house today, and she was wearing stuff I'd have been embarrassed to wear 2 years ago. And she plays with make-up and jewelry. And yes, I do see little children with beepers and cell-phones. Who the heck do they call? And when they call someone, what language! Those four letter words just come flying out of kids mouths like its nothing. I didn't even know there were words like that until 3rd grade, and what exactly those words were, I didn't know till 4th. Absolutely amazing how "mature" these kids are.

You are the sun melting the snow...Umm, you could probably add something hokey after that, but me, I'll leave it at that.
So, its been an extremely long time since I've updated. Almost a month, o my. But today, after 3 hours of shopping with mom and a nice serving of a hazelnut coffee coolata, I finally have the energy and the lack of depression to write about what's been going on.
To start off, the good news. The talent show went very well, except the announcers still got our name wrong. The guy that I had a crush on for no particular reason for a very very long time finally decided to say hi. Geez, have to dress like a goth skank before he'll say hi... And if the guy knows who he is and somehow happens to be reading this, you can feel free to prove me wrong, because my opinion of the male species kinda dropped since then.
O hey, so I heard from all my colleges, and this really annoys me. I got rejected from the ivies that I applied to, and I got waitlisted to three schools, including my first choice, Cooper Union. I'm actually not too depressed about Cooper Union, because hell, it's one of the best schools in the country. I did manage to get accepted to Carnegie Mellon and the University of Michigan though. So I think I'll have to settle for Carnegie, though I figure if I get accepted to Cooper Union, I'll go there for sure. Aye, life sure is depressing. I have the crappiest luck in the world and the worst senior year in the history of high school.
Well, I think I've pretty much gotten over all the little bits of depression. I don't think Carnegie's that bad at all, and am kind of looking forward to it. O and hey! One final note! My sister is really really really smart!!!!!