A Montage

TOMORROW NIGHT IS HIGH SCHOOL ORIENTATION! I think I'm going to die... The seniors are going to beat me up, Elwen. Here is a montage of what's going on in my brain.

"Does anyone realize how hard it was to resist those Narnian bookmarks at the gift shop? It was very hard. Very, very hard. And Susan's, like, was so awesome, and Peter's was, like, also awesome. Ed's was okay... Lu's wasn't very nicely done... WHY THE HECK IS THE WHITE WITCH HERE!? WHAT DID SHE EVER DO FOR ANYONE? I'll be sleeping with the television, sleeping with the television, sleeping with the television onnnnnn... I like ice cream bars. I liked the 50's. Lauryn has a Twitter. Sweet. Yes, Janine and I are both hopeless romantics! I'm not alone! OMG, free postcards! I'll write one to Bob, my imaginary friend from Toledo. 'Dear Bob...' I don't like that guy either, Mom. He's pretty biased. The youth group is using my cake idea!!! I won't be there, I'll be off being cool with Ash, Janine, Rose, Jean Marie, Sean, hopefully Bobby and Ikaika, Jess... What was I talking about again? I'm failing in school, I'm losing my friends, I'm making my family lose their minds, don't wanna eat, don't wanna sleep... Ron the Marshmellow Man is my new BFF. I've learned you can dance and still look tough any-waaaay... AKA, the Ode to Neville. My back still hurts. I feel old. NO, GRAMMY, THAT'S MY TWENTY DOLLAR BILL! I named my guitars Joel and Neil. Joel is dead, Neil is practically disabled. Oh wait... Its almost high school time... I feal weak... Why is the room spinning? Am I in heaven or just a jelly filled donut? Oh man, nobody but HoHo knows what I'm talking about. I liked going on that hike. Dad was Moses and HoHo and I had Wizard Wars. Well, kind of. There was too much chlorine in the pool. School, right... Bad... Anyways, those fries at the park were soooo awesome, although the guy behind me ordered fries, 2 hot dogs, and pizza. My parents are stalking me to Europe. Awesome! What? School in a week? You've got to be kidding me!"

Anyways, as you can see my brain is jumbled with many thoughts. Tempting pointless merchandise, getting stuck in the same stupid Boy Boat, love of food, inside jokes, and food. Elwen: can you believe how close we are to school? I'm getting nervous. As I always say: "Who needs a hug?" (Or, "You're dead. You need a hug.") Please help me!!!

"A lady of Narnia must be very careful with the waffle maker. Veryyyy careful..."