49 days?

I decided to put the title of today's post in question format so that I could answer it down here. And the answer is yes. There is 49 days left until spring break. That means there are less than 50! We started this countdown 172 days out, and now? we have less than FIFTY days. We're getting close. Time to get stoked.

So yesterday I said that Ijustwannarun Friday would be moved to Thursday because of swimming regionals. This was incorrect. Ijustwannarun Friday is still today, not yesterday. Just making sure that's all cleared up. So no one is confused.

I've gotten a lot of shit done today. I feel like a businessman or something. Seriously, hear this. So I wake up at 6:00 (15 minutes early) so I'd have time to study and pack for regionals while squeezing in an early departure for starbucks. I get to starbucks at 7:00 with Case and Katel (that's what I'm calling her from now on, Katel. Katel is too cool of a name to overlook.) After Starbucks I give my self an eight minute vedge period. Then at 7:25 it's time to rush to room 336 (Hobbs) to tell him that I have to take a make up test.  Off to room 342 I go to take the test. At 7:45 I'm done and back in Base Camp Bravo. I spend like a few minutes helping Vonny get her powerpoint to work. Fail. I spend a few minutes grading papers and entering them into the gradebook. Success.

And as I enter the last grade I sit back in my chair (MY CHAIR, NO ONE ELSES) and realize "I've gotten a lot of shit done today. Let's blog about it." Hold on, I feel like complimenting Brittany. Success. Now I got this entire half of the room on a tangent. Oops. The atmosphere is very positive. I like it.

So I'm like a businessman because I got shit done today. But then again I'm nothing more than your stereotypical Senior. Sitting. Wasting time. Vacation playlist on the Pod. Sipping Starbucks. And the nice thing is that if I wanted to, I could grab the Aide Pass, which is like senior immunity-an escape rope that's always there if you need it and are able to obtain it. I could grab the Aide Pass and I could leave. I could go wherever I wanted in this school. Say hi to Mr. Quirk's clas, bug Mrs. Pittman, anything. But most likely I would just take time to appreciate this school's overlooked pleasures: the vacation bathroom and 2nd floor midship waterfountain. Yeah, this is the life. The senior life.

And this is how I like to spend my 1PIJWRF. Lazy as fuck.

(also I think this is one of my longest posts yet.)