My first post! How exciting. And totally off-topic.
To begin, I'd like to thank my father for making me so angry that I felt the need to blog. I generally only write when I'm mad, though this contest may change things a bit. It is also thanks to my father that I feel the need to search for scholarships madly.
Maybe i'll start with the story of my recent family life. Get to know inside my head a little. January: Got in an argument with the parents, Dad got a little carried away; I got a restraining order against him and moved out. February, out of the house. March, moved back in. Ever since then, arguments almost every day. He decided my punishment for today's argument was to be that I have to get up at 6 AM on Saturday (prom day), and clean up the entire dog yard, and rake it afterwards. He probably wants to ensure that I don't stay up too late that night, no matter what my plans are. Jerk. And my heinous crime, for which I was made to clean up the dog run? Driving Blayne to breakfast yesterday. Blayne is a friend i've gone to school with since I was five. We're all two years apart...Him, me, my little sister Sara, and his little sister Maisha. We grew up two streets down from each other. It's not like we were doing anything horrible. He's back for three weeks from Iraq (he's in the Marines), and I get in trouble for going to breakfast with him. I'm sorry, yes, i'm a horrible child.
It looks like I should probably be getting back to my four World Lit finals that are all due tomorrow... A presentation and three essays, none of which i've started. Good luck to me.
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