"Strike that. Reserve it."

Pure Imagination by Maroon 5.
I want a golden ticket. Ha.

School is horrible.
I realized ever since I got my Internet back, my grades started to drop.
Well, they're not even considered good on my account.
I've been reading more often nowadays.
But the homework and projects keeps building up.
I learned to deal.

Currently, I'm procrastinating like crazy because I don't want to bother doing my Spanish Project on the family tree that I "coincidentally" did for the three years of Middle School, I want to transfer to Spanish 2.
Gosh, I better get a better schedule next year.

I want to go ice skating.