I could

• I could make excuses. I could say I've been far too busy. I could make the excuse that most of my posts are inspired by something I heard and was written in my notebook or saved in my phone. I could use the excuse that my phone is dead, and thus this is not probable.
• I could bore you with details about MORP or Prom or other recent dates for this matter.
• I could complain about how cliquey my school is and how much this bothers me.
• I could tell you about my summer plans.
• I could tell you about how much I fear my physiology final.
• I could tell you about all the things I plan on doing this upcoming school year.
• I could tell you how scared I am for this upcoming school year.
• I could tell you a story.
• I could tell you of my secret desires and wants.
• I could tell you about my friends and all the wonderful people that God has blessed me with in my life.
• I could tell you about my rather frustrating morning.
• I could tell you about my wonderful afternoon.
• I could talk about my dance concert and how wonderful it was.
• I could tell about the Bishop or his wife.
• I could tell about how jealous I am my mother and sister are leaving to Italy.
• I could talk about how my brother is in Korea and I want him here.
• I could talk about how excited I am to see my sister.
• I could tell you about my car and the contents in it.
• I could take cheesy pictures to put on here for your (and my) pleasure.
• I could be angry.
• I could be sad.
• I could be mad.

I am happy