Having a Wonderific Day

last night i was having a panic attack because i needed to get a speech done so that i could go to the movies. i was grounded because i was failing speech class, and my mother has taken away everything i love. those are her words, not mine. she even took away soy milk. well, anyway, i was freaking out about my entire future. i thought that if i didn't get this speech done, i would have to take hucke's class next year, which is supposedly really hard. then i would fail speech for all four years of high school, wouldn't be able to graduate, and would lead a horrid life. i was totally freaking out. i was even getting a wee bit suicidal.
with a little help from some friends, i was able to settle down and suddenly i was totally happy. i had this sudden burst of inspiration and confidence, and easily did a speech on Pluto. i don't think it will actually reach the ten minute mark as required, but at least now i can pass hosbond's speech class. i won't be grounded during the summer, like i was planning on being, and i'll be free to have all the fun i can handle (not much). i'll be able to go to my friends' traditional cabin trip and tent-in-bethany's-backyard trip at the end of the summer, which is what i look forward to every year. the tent-in-bethany's-backyard trip is always really awesome. the first year we did it, we sat around and stared at the stars. we always have really deep conversations, which isn't normal for us. that's why i always really love this particular get-together. we get really insightful, but we still have so much fun with it. we wished on three shooting stars that year. i'm not entirely sure what i wished for, and i doubt i got it, but it was still fucking sweet.
last year we hung out with beth's brother and her brother's best friend. it was great. they chased us around a lot. (SECRET FRIEND) and ashley were captured immediately, while i ran for my life and threw myself in the tick-infested, tall grass in some ditch. i kind of got tired of the silence, so i snuck up behind the tent and listened to (SECRET FRIEND), ashley, bethany's bro, and bro's best friend plot against me and bethany. i walked up behind a bush, and suddenly bethany was talking to me. she was in the bush, so i got in, too. we listened to them as they tried to remember my name and called bethany a bitch. it was really quite amusing. they never found us. later that night, bro and friend showed up with shaving cream and sprayed us like mad. we drew smiley faces on one another's shirts and blah, blah, blah. it was fun. it ended very interestingly, i can tell you that much. ...if i could go back in time, i would try and change that interesting ending by just a little bit. or maybe it's better this way. yeah. maybe.

but, anyway, my point is that i was really wanting to go to the tent-in-bethany's-backyard thing, and now i probably can!

FUCK YEAH!