It's the beginning of July. That just leaves me a month and a half left before I'm back at college. I've been talking with Tas and Kayla lately. Plus I've been keeping in contact with Maryanne through Facebook. Seems like out summer vacations are going well enough. We're all keeping busy with summer jobs and personal obligations. I'm ready to go back to school. I don't miss the academic part, but I do miss the social prospects of collegic life. Hanging out with a friend at a grill or going to a game. I hope I won't have any papers to write this semester but I am taking Philosophy that is all up in the air. I really didn't want to take that course but it's required. Oh well. Work is really picking up now that we've hit the midway mark of the season. We've been pushing big profit days since the beginning of this month. Even the rain isn't stopping the rolling dough. We're not complaining that's for sure. I just wish sometimes the customers could be less and give us an easy day instead of non-stop rush and murderous days. I've pulled in big bucks working inside by myself for six hours. Working outside is better. You work at your own pace and depending on the crowd, you can make a good amount of money or nothing could happen. I've never had a completely dead day working outside, but I have been close. The summer is going to be over in another month for me and that's not a good point to think about. Anyways, that's about it for now. I'll try and update more often....maybe when the world ends or when I get back to college. -Kat- Small town homecoming queen She's the star in this scene There's no way to deny she's lovely Perfect skin, perfect hair Perfumed hearts everywhere Tell myself that inside she's ugly Maybe I'm just jealous I can't help but hate her Secretly I wonder if my boyfriend wants to date her She is the prom queen I'm in the marching band She is a cheerleader I'm sitting in the stands She gets the top bunk I'm sleeping on the floor She's Miss America and I'm just the girl next door Senior class president She must be heaven sent She was never the last one standing A backseat debutaunt Everything that you want Never to harsh or too demanding Maybe I'll admit it I'm a little bitter Everybody loves her but I just wanna hit her She is the prom queen I'm in the marching band She is a cheerleader I'm sitting in the stands She gets the top bunk I'm sleeping on the floor She's Miss America and I'm just the girl next door Oh and I'm just the girl next door I don't know why I'm feeling sorry for myself I spend all my time wishing that I was someone else She is the prom queen I'm in the marching band She is a cheerleader I'm sitting in the stands I get a little bit, she gets a little more She's Miss America and... she's Miss America I'm just the girl next door...