But life goes on...

It always does, and it always will. I have other things to worry about, and other ways to occupy myself. School's coming to a close, and that makes me happy. I know I love to learn, but I'm sick of a lot of stuff. And I'm mad because I got a damn 92 on my English paper, while most of the kids got better. NOT because of my writing, thanktheLord, but because of formatting. When I write I don't pay attention to formatting. Who cares? But I must strive to reach those oh-so-wonderful MLA standards. Ohhh, I can't wait for high school. Oh well, maybe my teacher will like me better. And maybe it'll be vise-versa.
Ahhhhh, I just went book shopping today. Actually it was clothes shopping time, but it always turns into book shopping. I was having a huge problem over choosing between five books. I had to put away two. I felt so sad. (But I did get the new Stephenie Meyer book, The Host, so I'm pretty psyched about that)
And we have a bridal shower to go to tomorrow. Or a wedding shower. Or something of the like. Not a baby shower though. I'm not that completely out of the loop. But it's for my bro's fiance, so it is a must. But it's cool because then I get off of work early. That's always a thumbs-up.
I'm going to attempt hooking onto some sleep despite my turmoiling emotions, so I'd best be going...