Peanut butter

I don't really like it.

Like what? I can hear you asking it already.
Keep up.
I don't like peanut butter.

I don't know why for sure, but here is an attempt to explain why I might not like it:

I don't have a lot of allergies. Specfic allergies, that is.
Apparently, I have a sensitivity to things, so I get random allergic reactions. Which sucks, cause I can't take any medicine or anything since WE DON'T KNOW WHAT GAVE ME THE REACTION.

Anyway.
Today was a pretty normal day.
No one was paying too much attention, since its the day before spring break.
I skipped dance, for the third time this week, which is not normal. I feel like a rebel. [:

So I'm sitting here, waiting for the new Blogging Eclipse to come out.

This week, I went to the library and checked out a ton of books. I checked out a lot I hadn't read and a lot of my old favorites.

Right now I'm rereading Secrets of My Suburban Life.
(Pst. For all you HP fans, the girl in the book? Her mom was killed by Harry Potter. But not really. Muahahaha.)

Lately, I've been really preoccupied.
With a lot of stuff.
There's boy drama (cue eye rolling), but not that kind.
I've been getting ready for my quince (for those of you non-hispanic-culture-knowing, a quince is like a sweet 16, but for hispanics. It's like the whole introduce-you-to-society thing.)
I'm not having a normal one so it's been pretty fun planning stuff.
I am NOT having one of those ginormous dresses that you can't even move in.
I'm having a picnic. [:
And a mass, because my parents insist on it.
*rolls eyes*

I feel like I'm out of things to say, so I shall let you all do something more productive with your lives.
Congrats! You just wasted several minutes of your life reading this!

peace, love, and gummy bears.