Spring Break, Thank God You're Here:

Spring break 2012, I couldn't be more happier. After taking the SAT yesterday, I'm hoping that my Composite Score will be more than enough to let me get admitted into either UTA or TSU. Those are my top two schools at the moment until another college just pops up and is absolutely freaking awesome. The SAT was not as hard as it was going to be. My essay, in my opinion, was pretty strong, and I only skipped questions on the math portions instead of guessing and losing that 1/4 of a point and losing the points I already earned. I need all the points I can get for the mathematics assessment, I'm sure.

But hell, my scores can't be that bad. I hope. If so, it's my first time taking the one that really, really counts and can study what I need work on for another one. The money that I wanted to spend on a Prom ticket can go towards my SAT fee. That seems to be a good trade-off.

It's a cold, rainy Saturday here and the parents are out looking at houses in Hackberry Creek that could very well become possibilities. The last offer on the house fell through, and it's frustrating from what I can see when it comes to making an offer on such a big investment. Our real estate agent has been our family friend for years now, and I love his daughter and occasionally get to babysit her. She is a dream: goes to bed when told, eats right, and is enthralled with any movie you put on until the very end. I wish my future children to be that easy.
I like just being able to listen to music, drink coffee, and blog on this stupid thing that no one reads. It's refreshing and makes me feel proactive. I wish that I could eat my meals when I'm supposed to. For instance, I'm eating raviolis for breakfast and will probably be making pancakes with my friend this afternoon for Linner (Lunch + Dinner). I don't get hungry much when I'm caught up in doing something that distracts me from my stomach. Which, I suppose is a good thing when I'm trying to lose weight without making myself crazy. But, for the moment, I'm going to freaking enjoy my Chef Boyardee, damn it.
I want to get so much done today, the first step is getting out of bed. That last sentence for some reason reminded me of those anti-depressant medicines that they advertise on T.V. and the lady or man can't get out of bed because they're too depressed. Uh. I'm not depressed, just ultra-comfortable here where my bed is warm beneath me when I know very well that it's cold outside of my covers! No depression for me. That'd be silly to have a happy person be suddenly plunged into depression within the course of a day. Silly.
As much as I'd like to stay here, I have to get packed, get dressed, go get my car cleaned, vacuum the apartment, and all of that other womanly-stuff that women do on Saturday mornings. I will be in San Marcos until Wednesday this week, and will make an entry over the TSU campus and experience when I get back! Happy Spring Break, everyone!