Ah, senior year. It's wonderful! My classes are a joke (not counting my English class, whose teacher has already revealed herself as an absolute stone cold bitch). I mean, I've got speech, economics, german, english, choir, lunch, and then, excitingly enough, choir again. Then I just go home with Todd, because I've got early release and I get to hop and skip around everyone else who has to stay for another hour. This kicks ass. I have never been happier about the beginning of a school year. I think that, quite possibly, I might not be subjected to a full year of monotonous bullshit this year, partially because school will not be the biggest part of my life.

Because I am... Derek Zoolander! *blue steel!*