Ponaganset, here I come......

Time to go back to school, oh joy. Usually, I dread this mournful day, but not this year. My summer has been slow and boring enough to make me actually look forward to school. I can't wait to be late for Mr. Stockwell's class (with my luck I will get him for English, AGAIN), the chaos in the hallways, the mold seeping into my lungs, the pre-chewed food on the cafeteria tables, and let's not forget the lovely aroma of the cigarettes (and God only knows what else) in the locker next to mine. Despite all of the bad qualities our school might posses, I am serious when I say I want to go back. When I'm at home in the summer, and no one else is around, my day is lacking excitement. I just usually just have breakfast, work out, take a shower, and take the dog for a walk down to the pond. But at Ponaganset, their is always a risk. A risk of getting in the middle of fight, of having five fire drills in a row during Spanish Class, of inhaling a deadly stink bomb in the upstairs science wing, or even having Mr. Jackson (AAaahhhh) for a substitute. But sometimes, these stupid little problems make my day a whole lot more interesting. I can't wait to take digital photography this year, it looks pretty sweet. I was also thinking of taking a French class this year as well. A lot of my mom's side of the family is French and it seems like a lot cooler and easier language than taking a third year of Spanish. You know, I will most likely regret just about everything I said in this post by the middle of the school year, but for now, I'll leave it how it stands. Well, I g2g now, I need to make sure that I'm up at 4:00 AM tomorrow morning because I get to babysit two lovely little bundles of fun all day....Joy...........(NOT!) Night, Love Allie!