Warning: Spasmodic blog ahead

So my mum randomly walks into my room and asks when I'm outta school in December. Then she proceeds to say that she's planning for a trip to San Francisco in December. At this point, I'm flippin out big time! She says it all the time but it's never happened, so I hope it's for real this time! So I tell her I'm probably outta school a week before Christmas, the week of the 14th. And she's all, don't give me a 'should be' I want a definite date. So I'm like ok, I need to find this freakin school calender. And I start panicking, thinking I might've accidentally gotten rid of it. But alas, after searching through my shelf I found it! I get outta school the week of Christmas (week of the 21st). So then my mum goes, I know your schedule better than you. [yeah, i really do suck at life. thanks a lot (not) for the reminder mum]
BUT OMG I HOPE I GET TO GO!!!!!!!!!!!! *fingers and toes crossed*