Parties. Sean Paul. Toga night. Getting SET

I have yet to unpack and right now as I'm typing, I'm watching my cousin shave the sideburns off his little brother. Wow, geez my eyes are heavy. And gee whiz, I can't believe I went without blogging for like...five days. Its like living without the necessary component of air. Anyway it was fun, we had good times, we had bad times; we laughed, we cried (but no, we really didn't); we ate....kinda, we shat (hahahahaha)--but all in all, good times. Hey so I'm shouting out to all you Get-Setters.

WHASSSSSSSUUUUUUPPPPP YOOOOOOOOOOO

Though I know maybe they aren't reading my blog and have never read my blog. But yeah, its just....five days; not even enough times to get comfortable with anything, and I don't wanna be home right now. Because on Monday, I may or may not have to babysit because I'm like the eternal babysitter and I'll eternally look fifteen or something. Whatever. Anyway, I got tired of wearing just one hoodie which reminded me of a nightmare I had where I was getting ready for school, but then I just somehow was at school already and I was just wearing a hoodie and jeans and I had no control over the matter because it was like...already determined. Ah, I blab. So yeah, I'm a dry sponge. I need to take unpack and stuff. Bleh, back to being the chaffeur to my idiot cousin. Great.

So Hi, I'm Vanessa. 17 years old, incoming high school senior. I thrive on the written word. I become intensely interested in sciences that explain human nature and the human body. Punk rock is preferrable. I don't have many friends that I've known since elementary school and not many friends that I have had since middle school. One day, I want to wake up and be a different person. Cover songs are awesome. I don't really have a keen sense of fashion. I like the Summer better than Winter. My grandpa is my favorite person in the world. He's the funniest person I've ever known. Other than maybe PUNK ROCK JOSH. I have done two things in my life that I think make me realize that there is more to life than being here in this city, and those things are going to Andover and GetSet. Because maybe I can get out of here and have that experience somewhere else. Tonight I will fall right asleep, not in my own bed, not tonight, because my cousins are sleeping in it. Tomorrow I will take my cousins to see American Wedding and hopefully they believe that I'm seventeen this time. And in two weeks the stress and the race to the future begins. This is my Before. I'll write when I know what my After will be.