Today it's Saturday, but it feels like Sunday. Yesterday was Friday, but it felt like Saturday. Weird how that works. If it keeps going on that trend, will tomorrow feel like Monday? Or will tomorrow feel like a 'regular' Sunday, and today just feels like a 'blast from the past' Sunday... back when Dad was on the computer all the time and I had nowhere to go but home. These days, Sundays are hecka crowded. This week has been interesting. Full of thought and introspection. Do I want to go to Stanford when Davidson is really nice too just a little cheaper and closer? Do I want to make up a major at Davidson and have to write a 100 page thesis as a senior? What is Governers School gonna be like? Why don't any prom dress stores ever have a size 11/12? Why did two freshman get to go up on quiz bowl when I've been here for 3 years? Why can't Mrs. Stanley ever make any decisions? Oh, and Why did the two freshman she chose happen to be the ones that just flirt in practice and never get anything done, while others of us (yes US) answer questions? These are some questions that I will have to think about for a while. Which is why there is one more day of spring break. Halleluia. I have one more day to relax before the chaos we like to call school commences. Halleluia.