FU Invitational tomorrow =/

I feel so horrible.
I haven't studied MAO, which will be vital tomorrow, nor thought of a topic for my AP application essay that's due on Wednesday.
Today, Rose replied a missed call she got from me, and after hearing her talk, I was reminded of eighth grade. She could take for days straight about one video game =)
It was heartbreaking to realize what I was leaving last July. Moving has been in the back of my mind for more than a year today.
Today, I watched the Memoirs of a Geisha. The theme song is still in the back of my mind. Yo-yo Ma is so amazing. -sob- I can't say the movie was amazing, but it was not bad. It would be beneficial to read the book first if you were to want to see it because some of it might not make sense. The book explicitly shows many cultural details by explaining just about everything. I read it towards the end of eighth grade.
Aaah. Eighth grade. I realize that I talk about it a bit too much, but it was my transition towards a normal girl to someone who cannot seem to lift herself from the stresses of her life. It was a turning point that cannot be followed backwards, and as regretful as it is, there is nothing I can do.
So, please don't be too annoyed when I mention eighth grade in every other sentence. This goes especially to Diana and any other Floridians who may be reading this. Although, if there are other Floridians reading this, then could you please email me? I wasn't aware that you did.