May 01, 2006 14:10
The immigration march in downtown Chicago is HUGE.
Huge.
I'm kind of worried about my schooling. I am 2 tardies away from flunking my 1st period class, Animation, where I cut 3 times the past week. Well, I know Mr. Ara will cuss me out, for he's offended like that; HOwever at the same time I HOPE -- I hope I will not talk back to him. I will probably explain that traffic, no matter how early you wait at the bus stop will always be horrible and unpredictable. 4000 students try to go to one place. And I'll accuse him of being insensitive or so because I am under a lot of pressure and stress. He cares that I produce good work, but doesn't care really about my excuses. They're factors of my life as a human being, but anyway. I'm trying to not be all underappreciative of all the letter of reccomendation he wrote for me. No.
I'm just afraid of not graduating in time. It'll suck.