Gotta get that

Forrest Gump said that his mom said that life is like a box of chocolates. You never know what you're gonna get.

But I usually know what's in those boxes of chocolates. Milk chocolate, dark chocolate, caramel, those gross strawberry or orange filled ones, and maybe the occasional cordial cherry.

Point: I'm gonna be forced to do some stuff that I really don't want to do, really really soon.

1. ACT. Tomorrow morning. I hate standardized testing. I graduated in May. I should be over this. But no, I didn't register for my ACT during school (something always got in the way, such as rehearsals, or complacency, mostly it was the latter), so now I have to take it in the summer. aka tomorrow. And if I don't score well on my math I have to take an extra math course in college. As they say, FML.

2. Church trip. I told my youth leaders about 147,000 times (I counted) that I would not, not, not, NOT be going on this trip. Basically it's a whole week in Cleveland, TN (not Ohio as I thought. I remember I used to tell my teachers my dad worked in Australia before I realized that there was more than one Melbourne in the world) doing churchy stuff. A whole week of allergy nightmares. Mississippi? That damn cat. Washington? Woke up at 4am unable to breathe. Miami? Almost the same thing. A week in Tennessee? God knows what. Also, I have a terrible feeling that my friend Devonne's Sea World trip is going to fall within that week. That's my luck. So I won't have a chance to see her before she leaves for college in Chicago. I should call her...again...I owe her a T-shirt.

3. Vaccines and shit. My mom keeps telling me I have to get my HPV vaccine. Now, I know it's supposed to be ~helpful~ and all that jazz but I've read stuff about it. Audrey Kitching? Got two of them, I think. Turns out she got metal poisoning from all the aluminum and sodium and etc in it. She posted a whole blog about it. That left me scared and I kinda hoped my mom would forget but no, she brought it up today. I told her about what I read. I know what some of you are saying, "Alex, don't listen to the stupid scene queen. She's nothing more than an internet celebrity trying to scare you." Uh, it's happened to other people, too, nutsack. Do your research. So any excuse I can use to get out of it? That'd be great. Because knowing my luck, I'm gonna be one of those people who get sick from it.

Speaking of my luck. Went to the bowling alley today with the brat and his friend. They have an arcade, and inside said arcade, there is a Deal or No Deal game. You know how you pick the case at the beginning? Turns out the case I picked as my personal case was worth 200 tickets, the most you can get. What'd I do? I dealt for 45 tickets because we were running short on time. So, FML again.

Life just rules.

xoxo