[Warning: Incredibly Braggy Post will Follow]
I am in such a crazy-happy mood it's not even funny. Woah. I'm one of two (two!) National Merit Scholar Semifinalists from SLP.
It might sound kinda bad "only Semifinalist?" you ask "why not Finalist?" But, the best part is, at this point, Semifinalist is the best there is. All the Semis compete to be Finalists, and most of them get it. It's basically jumping through a bunch of hoops for the PSAT people.
I've already started getting letters from colleges that begin with some congratulatory remarks about getting recognized like this and go on to tell me that if I go to their school they will not only give me a full ride, they will give me extra money for food and rent and stuff. Um... AWESOME!
In addition to that, if I become a Finalist, I have a chance at fabulous prizes. And on top of that, my parents are through the roof about it. I may or may not have my own car now (my dad bought me one, the question is do I get to have it all to myself). Plus I got my name in the paper.
I thought that the little 1st hour meeting was going to be like "Amelia, you're not going to graduate, drop out now." But then I got to school and someone told me what was actually happening. "Cool," I thought, "I made commended." I went down to check out the party, cause I was supposed to get there early, and Ms. B. turns around and goes "and there's my other Semifinalist!" I could have died. I was singing and dancing all day. School, it's my anti-drug.

I'm really bleary right now, because I didn't sleep as much as I should have last night. But I feel the need to blog about school.
My schedule got figured out (kinda, but everyone has some issues), and I think I'll like all of my teachers. Score. No Mr. Psych or Mrs. Borscht this year! College is still frightening, but I'm dealing with the idea.
In retrospect, my summer was pretty good. I was lazy and didn't get a job or a license. But I did relax, spend some time with my deserving boyfriend, and become more confident about myself.
Woo confidence. Even if it's false, it still makes me feel good. I almost got into shape. I have muscles in my arms where there weren't any. But I didn't manage to lose any weight. Not a pound. And I didn't get a lot of my goals from the begining of the summer done, but at least I'm not making graphs of people who signed my yearbook anymore.