Umm,

I can't stand when my mom interrogates me. Like honestly, I'm a frickin' awesome kid. Better than the vast majority of people. I'm in a ton of clubs, I'm an avid Christian, I'm top five percent of my class, I'm planning college a lot earlier than I should be...do I need to name more? I'm so sick of it.

I turned in my NHS stuff yesterday? I'll tell if I made it or not. I think I did.

I've been loaded with work lately. I hate it. I hate staying up late, but whatever. I just keep reminding myself about Johns Hopkins...