The SATs have passsssed!

You heard me! Er... read me....

I am DONE with the SATs! YES!

*sigh* Sadly, I've still got four subject tests to go~

Ugh I'm so lazy that I can't even get off my dumb butt to update this whole thing~

SOOOOO *dramatic drumroll*

Story TIME!

I've been obsessed with magic, drawing dresses and drawing guys with zippers and swords (Don't ask about the last part). As a result, I've started this whole huge story in my head that sometimes makes me wonder where my imagination comes from...

I will probably get around to posting this at fictionpress and some point~

But here's an excerpt to make you smile like an idiot (just like I'm doing right now):

The Bounty Hunter stared at the huge castle for a minute. The sheer size of the castle made his head spin as he tried to figure out where the gigantic structure ended. Tall stone chimneys laced with ivy reached towards the heavens. Guards strutted up and down the thick outer walls, comparing fighting techniques and joking with one another.

"HALT! WHAT BUSINESS DO YOU HAVE IN THE CASTLE!" one guard hollered, suddenly noticing the stranger with a huge sword strapped to his back. The Bounty Hunter scratched the back of his head. As if it would make a difference, he looked down at his dog who look equally perplexed. What was he supposed to say?

"Er... I've got a friend who asked me to drop something off for her. She gave me this letter?" he replied, digging the bent paper out of his pocket. The guard snatched it away and took a minute to look it over. When he saw the blue stamp at the bottom, his eyes widened.

"You're the High Court Mage's guest? My deepest apologies! Right this way, sir!" he blurted out, turning bright red. With an exaggerated salute, the guard pushed the gate open. The Bounty Hunter arched his eyebrow at the sudden politeness. He shoved the letter back into his pocket as he walked through the castle's east gate. The smooth stone path led into a lush garden, filled with colorful flowers and several gurgling fountains. A few servants paused to stare at the handsome stranger and his large dog.

"So... where should we go?" the Bounty Hunter muttered to himself. But his dog quickly caught a scent that led him through a bed of red hollyhock and past a white gazebo draped with morning glory. The Bounty Hunter tagged along, trusting the mutt's keen nose. They walked down a few open hallways and climbed a few flights of stairs before the dog stopped in front of a wooden door, furiously wagging his tail.

"Is this it?" he muttered to the excited canine, not really expecting an answer. Taking a deep breath, he knocked on the door.

BEHIND THE DOOR IS AN EVIL MONSTER THAT EATS THEM! THE END!

Not really, but I'm having immense fun writing this. Ugh stupid daylight savings~

Don't forget to change your clocks everyone!

Good niiiight!

Ah failure~

So.... HSPAs tomorrow~

Honestly, my friends and I had to miss AP Physics (T_T because I absolutely adore my physics teacher) to sit through this terrible 45 minute long lecture about bringing pencils and how to not fail at high school (here's a hint: DON'T DO POT).

Sooooo~ I spent a lot of time wedged between my friend's boyfriend (who happens to also be my friend and also an angry Russian. I will refer to him as Vladimir henceforth) and my other friend (who I shall refer to as Boris). On Boris's other side sat my friend since elementary school (who I shall call Frenchie because she is a French nerd like me :3 ).

Inevitably, I began to fall asleep so I began drawing on post-its to make my life a little more bearable. To amuse myself, I made up a sample HSPA problem:

Bob has 5 nickels. Tina takes 2 nickels. How much money does Bob have left?

a)$0.15

b)$0.03

c)Tina is a whore.

d)None of the above.

Being high schoolers, we snorted over answer C and made a huge fuss over how funny it was. As Boris would say, "It made me lol."

I've been thinking about it. And I never would have made such a joke in my freshman year. I was really sheltered up until then. I guess when I started hanging out with people like Vladimir (or the Russian as his girlfriend calls him) and Boris, I've learned that having a weird or dry sense of humor is pretty nice. It's also funny because Boris called one of our friends in Calculus "dirt".

Other words/phrases we tend to insult people with are:

-incompetent

-struggling... just struggling

-fail

- ..... I revoke your speaking privileges. (One of my original creations~ :P)

- (the classic) NO

And I have cram school in 20 minutes. I honestly just want to crawl into bed and sleep for the next year or so.

SATs in 2 weeks

SAT II literature and math in May

AP Exams (ALL 3) in May

SAT II physics and french in June

....helllllp ;A;

Oh well~ on the plus side, I have no annoying boyfriend to look after or drag around. Honestly, I was thinking about how much I wanted a boyfriend until my friend mentioned how her ex was being completely rude and spreading terrible rumors about her.....

Please. I see enough drama during the day when my (adorable but technologically failing) Calc teacher tries to turn on the smartboard.

Okay. Time to go study waves and frequency for the next two hours!

Ciao!