An Update On Why Life Kinda Sucks Right Now

1. I'm an idiot.  I have three days to finish my AP work, of which there is a lot left.  Kill me with a brick.  It'll get done, but it's going to suck.  Hard.  Haha, that's what she said.

2.  In the spirit of my previous that's what she said joke, I noticed that I now have 69 followers.  That doesn't suck, I just thought it was a funny coincidence that went with my dirty joke.

3.  My wisdom teeth are coming in.  I'm starting my junior year with what I think are impacted wisdom teeth.  Yay hooray three cheers for Jesus.
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I'm sorry Jesus.  This isn't your fault.

4. School starts in three days.  KILL ME.

5. I have to clean my room and do my laundry and get back on a normal sleep schedule (e.g. going to bed at midnight instead of 4) and start taking my vitamins and do all of those other things I don't want to do.

This has been me complaining about my life.  You don't have to care, but it'd be nice if you did.  My face hurts.  A lot.  Wisdom teeth don't bring wisdom.  They bring pain and I don't have ice cream.

There goes my five minutes that I can spare from studying.  I spent it with you guys.  I love you all that much.  I'll see you guys later this week to tell you how much Junior year sucks already. Kidding.  I'm not making any assumptions.  Yet.  I promise.  Maybe.

Anyways.  Back to work.

Love and kisses,

Jen

Yeah, You All Have Permission To Throw Tomatoes At Me

So you know how in my last post I said I was going to do a writing schedule?

Um...

Ha...

So that didn't last long did it?

Well, to be fair, my dad did take away my laptop yesterday, so that wasn't entirely my fault.

How's about we call it even and I pull a Vlogbrothers' schedule?  Tuesdays and Fridays?  Either way, none of y'all are going to complain, right?

Awesome.

This weekend is going to be crazy.  We're having 35 people over, and my house isn't exactly what you'd call big.  I guess this is what happens when you graduate from high school.

Anyways, I'm exhausted.  I've woken up at 4 in the morning every day this week.  I'm drained.

Love and kisses,

Jen

P.S. You all have permission to berate me for being a hypocrite.  A hungry hungry hypocrite.