Can I put my vespa in your car? I think it might rain.

Why is it that teachers assign so much homework during the last 3 weeks of school. I'm a senior for goodness sake, I'm suffering from severe senioritus as it is...why make me do more work? I'm done.
I have two huge essays tomorrow and a presentation on poverty in government. I just want to be done.
Me and four of my good friends went down to BYU for a pre-freshman orientation tonight.
I'm pretty excited for college, not gonna lie. It will be fun! I hope.

Embarrassing moment of the day:
[even though I don't really get embarrassed much, lately I just don't care]
I rode the vespa to school and after school I was in a hurry to get home because I had to pick up my brother and sister from school. I was getting harassed by obnoxious juniors and sophomores as I got onto my scooter, and the cute sophomore from seminary obnoxiously yells "Annie, don't forget your helmet!"
I rolled my eyes and said "Don't worry, I'm not that stupid." And I put my helmet on my head.
But I am that stupid. It wasn't until I got to the stoplight up the street that I had my helmet on backwards.
I just shrugged, turned it around and continued up the road like nothing happened. I'm that cool.

I'm smart. But I'm usually "not all the way there". Neither is Emily, but that is why we are friends.
As we walked to the parking lot after school, I noticed the dark clouds looming above us. I complained that it might start raining and I would have to ride the scooter in the rain.
"You could put it in my car." Emily said with all seriousness.
"Yes," I replied, "Can I put my vespa in your car? I think it might rain."
"Are you two serious?" Joseph asked. We realized our mistake, but it took us a second to realize that my vespa could not physically fit into Emily's small Volkswagen.
We, Emily and I, are quite funny. So funny that I would be friends with us in a heartbeat if I weren't me.
BYU will definitely be an adventure.

I should continue with my essay about Solitude, or being alone and without technology.
But I am not in the mood. Our world is corrupted with technology and no one seems to care.
The assignment was to spend 4-6 hours in solidtudity...not even a word, but who cares.
In all honesty, I didn't do this at all. So I will lie.
I read Harry Potter all afternoon and now I never want to be a muggle ever again.
I'm done being a muggle.
And if I was a witch, I wouldn't need technology because I would know magic. And I would be happy. Living is absolute bliss. So to sum things up, I wish I was going to Hogwarts.
This reminds me of what I wrote on a senior summary thing for the senior dinner.

The question/statement was "In ten years I will be..."
Teaching at Hogwarts during the Fall and training circus poodles in the summer. I will marry an incredibly beautiful but somewhat "nerdy" boy and we will be very in love. He will serenade me with pretty music and make me delicious meals. He will take me on picnics in the meadows and on romantic scooter rides. Razor scooter rides. We will go on adventures to the DI, Walmart, and other exotic places. By then we might have one child, but a beautiful child. Along the side I will raise quails, bunnies, and birds of all sorts, as well as a pack of miniature schnauzers. I will own a t-shirt company that makes adventures shirts of all types [wolves, birds, manatees, you name it.] I will live in a small town in a adorable vintage cottage in the English countryside. When I'm not teaching at Hogwarts I will be skiing, professionally of course. In the Alps...and other places. I will own clothes only from Anthropologie and my life will be pretty much perfect.
This was the semi-extended version because they couldn't fit it all on the paper. And there is more, I'm just too tired to write anymore because it is midnight.
But oh what a life...