  Oh my gosh, I'm dying. I'm so sick and I can't take school off because it's finals week. I think I'm either going to throw up or fall asleep during my exams. In better news, Dr. Vanderpoel liked my research paper. Awoogah-ah-ah! We got our yearbooks yesterday.
I look yearbook BS, it's the funniest stuff in the world. The description of the Freshman class says something like "The Freshman love to think outside the box, evidenced by the songs that Freshman Katie Manzullo makes up about the workings of our school. " Now that would be funny even if I did do that, but I never have! Hee! Oh yeah, and there's the worst picture of me ever on the Homecoming page.
Not only do I look terrible but I'm also doing the waltz with George that we made up so I look like a bafoon. Good times, good times. I'm also featured in the part about Speech, cracking up when we're all supposed to be serious. In other news, I'm going to fail all of my finals with flying colors. Probably won't be blogging for a while.
Finals week --> All day party at Dr. Vanderpoel's --> Sleeping all day Saturday --> Week long missions trip in West Virginia starting on Sunday Missions trip is gonna be fun. McGehee and I convinced Sr. Noyes to put us in the same work group. And we're riding the whole way down there and back up in his car. Oh my gosh, he's gonna go insane. That poor, poor man. 
