Finals, Death, and The Galapagos islands

I might die.

Like actually die.

Finals are going to kill me.

Its only Monday and I am already dying.

Lets do the math, how many tests do I have this week?

Ap Geography: 4 (4 F**KING TESTS! 4!!)

English: 2

Math: FML

Spanish: 1 (Ms. Alp I love you)

Bio: 0 (....)

ME

Finals always have me thinking of this impending doom called graduation. I know I still have a while but soon "a while" is gonna turn into one last week of finals that I do not want to think about.

But I think about it all the god damn time because I'm an over thinker (understatement of the year).

It will start with an assignment or test that I have do or study for. Then I think "oh its fine, I'll do this later" I'm also a procrastinator ( another understatement).Eventually later happens then I think about all the other things that are gonna happen, and then graduation is one of those things that is "gonna happen" and thinking about the fact if it is actually going to happen. I can't be sure and at this point in time I know there is absolutely nothing I can do about it but that doesn't stop my mind from trying to scare the living shits out of me.

But I just have to remember that if graduation is eventually gonna happen that means the weekend is eventually gonna happen and that means that this will end one day.

Also, spring break is gonna happen real soon hear and I can't fucking wait.

Like I said, school is going to kill me. Slowly but surely. On second though, its not gonna happen slowly at all, its gonna be a sword known as "the due date" that will stab me in the back while I'm still battling with the last test I took.

 School is like where all the fictional villains in stories go to plan how they are going to kill you. And then you walk into this lair every day expecting some better out come which never happens.

Until you oneway, maybe, possibly, graduate. Then you move onto some other horror shop called life which I also don't want to talk about right now but, like I have stated in the past, I can not seem to stop talking about the inevitable.  One day I will devote an entire post on my ability to over think things and how it is running my life.

Again, spring break is approaching and that has turned into my new motto: Every time another assignment is thrusted into my side in the shape of a dagger I silently chat “spring break” in my head. 

I am not the only one who does this.

I am also not crazy. Just a sleep deprived, caffeine dependent, human being who hates homework.

In many places this is considered normal.

But back to spring break (again). I am going to the Galapagos islands which should be pretty cool and hopefully not involve me waking up at the crack of dawn every god damn day. I am also going with a friend (also known as ….) of mine who is just as lazy as I am so this shouldn’t whole attempting to sleep thing shouldn’t be too big of a problem. 

While at the Galapagos I also hope to be doing a bit of reading, and not doing school work.

You know, if I’m not dead before that…

See ya!

Olivia

Reviewing/ranting/Sophie Kinsella

UGH I STARTED THIS BLOG POST 555 MILLION YEARS AGO (3/2/16) AND FORGOT ABOUT IT!! I HATE MYSELF.
ANYWAYS.....

Ok school sucks and I hate it. And I wanna go home, why am I awake at 7:55 in the morning. Or more specifically, why am I like at school right now? Like WTF Ugh! ok moving on.
So its been about a month since I've written last and well, a bit has happened in that time. I have failed a geography test, read The 5th wave, didn't see the movie, went to LA which was really really fun and yeah, basically the last month.
Moving On.
ITS FRIDAY YAY!
you know what I'm gonna do when I get home, imma read.
Well first I'm gonna read pride & Prejudice for English which really isn't a bad book at all its just I don't want to read it right now cuz its required for me to read and when something is required for someone to do something it automatically makes them not want to do it anymore. Like this is science trust me. So in light of me neglecting to read P&P I have been reading another book which I'm going to talk about for a little while cuz damn it I want to.
So The Undomestic Goddess by Sophie Kinsella is currently my favorite thing in the world. And its not just the story that I love, and y'all know how much I love stories ( I think, I may need to write a separate post on that specifically). But what I love about this book, or any of Sophie Kinsella's books for that matter, is how vivid it is. When a setting is described I immediately feel like I'm there in the book watching the characters play out their life Like I'm Ebenezer Scrooge chilling with the ghost of christmas whatever. And the thing is, usually I hate descriptive scenes where the author takes 500000 years to describe what the inside of a tent looks like *cough cough* Lani Taylor *cough cough*. But with Sophie's books I genuinely enjoy it. its like I'm right there. When Samantha (main character) is learning how to cook with Iris (fellow main-ish character) I'm just reading with my mouth watering because I now want to eat all of this beautiful yet fictional food.
I may have a problem.
Or, Sophie Kinsella is just an amazing author.
In a brief summary of The undomestic Goddess, we follow Samantha Sweeting who is a lawyer/badass/epic human in general.
Anyways, after a particularly important paper gets lost amiss her extremely unclean desk, she then leaves her office, gets on a train, and doesn't come back...
Ending up in a small town with a big house, she knocks on the door asking for some water and an aspirin.
a women opens the door and gives her something a bit stronger than aspirin.
A day later Samantha wakes up with a new job as a Housekeeper.
I won't go into much more detail because I want every person ever to read this book without knowing every thing that happens.
Now I have to go study.
See ya!
Olivia

November 9. Written By: My favorite Person

 Hi! Ok this is really late and i’m an idiot but long story short I have been reading and it makes me so happy.

But first let me just say that the internet is really annoying and I cant deal with it. I wrote this post quite some time ago and as you can see this post was not published on that day. What happens is I start writing a post, I nearly finish writing that post and then forget about it and don’t publish it till after the assignment is due.

But now I’m gonna talk about a book

a very good book.

A book that made me smile. 

(This part was written a while ago.)

Anybody know who Colleen Hoover is?

well, in case you are new here, she is the best person.

My favorite person

Bottom line. 

(****WARNING: SPOILERS!!!!****) 

She wrote this book called November 9 which is my actual life.

This story follows Fallon O’Neil, the daughter of a semi-famous actor who had his own TV show a while back.  Fallon was once an actress herself, who also had her own TV show (Colleen loves cable apparently). She was once a very successful actor as well. Until the fire.

Now the fire is the main issue throughout the is whole book and just causes so many fucking (please excuse my french) issues for the main characters its not even funny. 

I’m getting ahead of myself.

But anyways.

We begin on November 9th with Fallon eating lunch with her father who she blames for this fire that ruined her acting career. Her father is trying to talk her out of moving to New York because she is “no longer good enough”.

(She got burned. Now all of the mean Hollywood people don’t like her anymore. This is just a vague summary, its not vital to the story line.)

While at the specific restaurant, Fallon meets Ben (whose last name I don’t remember).

Ben is my favorite person. ( The writing of this post is getting increasingly childish but I do not care.)

Ben, overhearing an argument between Fallon and her father, takes it upon himself to intervene.  

“HI I’m Ben, your daughter’s boyfriend.”

“Your what?” Fallon’s father asks her.

Fallon, having never seen this man in her life is utterly dumbfounded.

But because this is a Colleen Hoover book, she just goes along with it.

Fallon’s father, being none the wiser, decides to believe Ben.

After continuing this argument with Ben present, Fallon’s father leaves having not convinced her to not move.

Ben and Fallon continue to get to know each other for a little while. Mainly consisting of Ben telling her she should be more confident. Eventually they leave this restaurant and continue to talk at Fallon’s place. Ben realizes the.n that Fallon is leaving that very night to move to New York. Having no more than 3 hours left together they spend that time ASLEEP. Like they fell asleep because they were just so damn tired apparently (sarcasm). 

Waking up about 3o minutes before Fallon has to leave, they decide that they will see each other every November 9th for the next 5 years so that Ben can write a book about the two of them Called… wait for it… November 9.

This story is so much more than anyone would ever think with its screwy plot twists and intricate characters that I believe to be my actual friends.  That might just be because I am a fangirl and believe that every fictional character is my friend. But anyways Colleen’s characters are the real deal. 

I’ll stop right there. 

I want all of y’all to actually read this book so…

See Ya! 

Olivia

P.S here is a link to Colleen’s books that all of you should read so we can all enjoy the magnificence that is Colleen Hoover.