Heat Wave

Today is a freaking perfect Austin day. I'm sitting outside on the ACC campus and it's hot (but not unbearable), sunny, and blue-skyed and it's making my day. If only I could go frolic with my besties...

Alright, I'm going to make a official endorsement of ACC. It's really fun and fancy and it makes me feel like a big person. 

And, of course, speaking of being big, OHMIGOD, Imma gonna be a junior next year! I mean, the hell?! I can't decide what I think of it besides the fact that it's utterly ludicrous. Juniors are big people. 

1. They think about college.

2. They go to prom.

3. They are upperclassmen.

4. They become seniors when they are done being juniors.

All of this is RIDICULOUS. Patently. I refuse to believe it. I don't know what I'll be next year, but it won't be a junior. 

Oh, whatever. This rant is foolish. I'm hungry, and that's probably what is fueling all of this. (Ha, irony- I'm "fueled" because I'm without "fuel". Hahahahaha.....) 

So I'll talk about food. (Look out, I'm good at this.) 

Food will always be in my top five favorite things because I need it to live, but food is also great because it is (or at least, ideally is) an excellent experience of deliciousity. As a youngin', the highlight of my birthday was the dinner; in my family, it is tradition that the birthday girl or boy dictates what the birthday dinner is. So basically, deliciousity. 

I've got to cut off this post- I'm going to rehearsal, yo! And that be tres importante! :D