girlnamedxena

I'm not even kidding. And before you all pipe up and go "You're not that dorky, I [insert dorky habit here]" listen.

Today I am skipping class. Now, that in itself isn't that dorky. It's actually kind of rebelious and cool. Except for the fact I'm skipping class to go to the museum to look at bits of rocks left over from some ancient city.

But wait! There's more!

After that I'm going to lupper, which actually isn't that abnormal or geeky. But after that I'm going to the opera. By myself. Probably dressed up all fancy, because I like dressing up fancy.

And then tomorrow, for my bday party instead of going out and getting drunk like any normal teenager does I'm going to eat chinese food and go swing dancing.

The really tragic thing about all this is that I'm happy about it! Well, it would be nice if I didn't have to miss class, but we never do anything in geography anyway, and I haven't finished the book for humanities yet. So it's really not that big a deal.

So, in conclusion: I'm a colossal dork, but I'm happy that way. Now I need to go write my 300 words before Janine gets here. Yay, old crumbly stuff!