i'm slipping into the lava, and trying to keep from going under.

I realized I've procrastinated this entry just as much as I had been procrastinating junior year finals...but now that that's all over with! I don't really think junior year was the "hardest year of my life," or "hell year" (although it did include one hell of a teacher). Sure, it was a lot of work, but my constancy in pushing everything off until the last minute worked okay, and I did get shittier grades but hey. I definitely found a better balance of work and play this year; my parents let me loose a little bit more; and I definitely didn't worry and brood over the B+/A- borderline like I had done before. Ah, but why even talk about how much I like that school's over? There's an entire summer ahead of me, with three days behind me and plenty more to go. And then...senior year? And college? This is just too surreal.

Forget about the "serious" talk. My newfound love for the Jonas Brothers is kind of sickening, embarrassing, and way too far gone. I hate, hate, hate to admit it but the poster up in my room is becoming less of a joke and more of a serious fan thing. I've replayed the "Burnin' Up" video at least ten times. I'm on the edge of my seat about watching Camp Rock. And I'm becoming like a retarded teenybopper fangirl who reads shitty magazines about Nick Jonas's favorite candy bars and shit (not really...I'm not THAT far gone, but I'm getting there). And since I did absolutely nothing today besides drive to LAX and almost kill myself ten times over, I've watched the first six episodes of Hannah Montana...and will probably finish the series by the end of the summer. Oh, what happened to me? Kill me now.

On second thought, why should I give a shit about what other people have to think about the "Disney clones"? Or about how people think Nick's voice is too whiny, or Miley Cyrus has hideous teeth (okay, she does), or that the premise of Hannah Montana is stupid (okay...that too), and that I really should not be listening to cookie-cutter "crap"? It's time we're not ashamed to admit we like an artist, no matter what a bad rep he or she may have, and no matter what kind of bad rep you might get by liking them. Who gives a shit? It doesn't make me any worse than the kinds of hipsters who seek bands that no one has ever heard of (Somebody Loves You, Boris Yeltsin?) and then flaunt the fact that they're the only ones who know the band. Liking unpopular bands just because they're the underdog. It's just as stupid as liking a popular artist because they're on the top of the charts. But honestly, I do neither. Case in point? I fucking hate that Katy Perry "I Kissed A Girl" song...and it's #1 right now on iTunes. Boo yah.

On an ending note so this entire entry won't be about my lack of shame for liking the Jonas Brothers and Hannah Montana...yearbook entries are the biggest confidence boost! Look into it, those of you with low self-esteem. Like me.