On Senior Year

You can be annoyed that I posted twice this week, but considering I haven't posted in 2 years I think that it's kind of ok. Ok?
So in August I started that wicked thing called Senior year.
It's been... interesting.
There has been lots of homework.
(Homework that I'm avoiding very deftly right now)
And planning things for Student Council
Lots and lots and lots of planning
And hope squad things
People being referred,
Hope week planned.
There has been a lot of stress.
And emotions.
And sometimes cops calling my parents in the middle of the night.
There's been lots of sluffing school,
And going to the temple instead.
And my curfew has been reduced from 12 to 8.
Lots of work off has been asked for.
Lots of dizzyingly beautiful days have made it worth it. I'm determined that this year will be the best yet. Even if it is crazy, busy, stressful. It'll be lovely. Whatever.

Resurrected

I'm officially resurrecting this blog.
Don't tell anyone because stats are not that important.
I just like it when I can go back and read how sassy I am.
I decided to add a picture of me, just in case you forgot what I look like.
I guess I should re-introduce myself.
My name is (still) Janna Sue
I am now a whopping 17 and a half.
My maturity level is the same.
Since the last time I posted I lived an entire Junior year.
I went on quite a few dates.
I kissed a handsome boy.
I became an aunt.
I chopped my hair off, grew it out and chopped it again.
I started sort of kinda liking Taylor Swift.
I learned to play the ukulele.
I became a Senior.
I got even sassier.
Welcome back from the dead blog!