One...there's a grand total of 46 days seperating my friends and I from our Senior Trip to Disney World.
(Insert exclamation of choice)
And two...I'm the Valedictorian of my high school class of 2010!
(Re-insert exclamation of choice)
I've known for awhile now, though. It's actually funny how I came to find out. Two weeks ago, my guidance counselor, Mrs. J, comes up to me and says:
Mrs. J: "Hey baby! Did you know you're (in a whisper) the V?"
Me: "The what?"
Mrs. J: "The V! You know, it's a title...it means you're at the top of your class. You're smart, you'll figure it out."
Me: "Ohhhh, I see."
Mrs. J: "But you didn't hear it from me. This is James Bond kinda stuff. I've said too much already."
I just love that woman.