Jul 13, 2006 16:36
I guess this is a good safety net, meaning no one ever reads this and I won't be afraid of what I write. Summer is half over, I suppose, and I don't really want it to end. I've enjoyed spending time with myself not loathing it as I did before. Of course, it would be nice to go out every once in a while, which I have with few this summer, and for them, I am grateful. Everyone else can suck an egg because it's obvious they're not very interested until they want a party. Still, this summer is a vast improvement from last year's terrible ordeal. I'm glad I don't have to deal with an immature fuckhead whose only way to deal with complication is to get fucked up on drugs and alochol. Yeah, definitely glad that's over with. In other news, I want to meet Janice Dickinson and tell her I want to be a model.
I got my AP scores a couple days ago. I got a one on AP Art History, which doesn't surprise me at all. That shit was the hardest thing in the world and Art History is the hardest thing to teach. You may think it is not, but when you're trying to learn formal aspects as well as symbolism and origination, then we can talk. I feel lethargic lately, not just because I'm tired, but because I don't do anything. I guess that's a sort of downside to spending time with myself. I really want and need a job. I need money. I need a car. I need a nose job. Janice wouldn't let me model like this.
We're going to New York on my birthday.
Meaning, we'll be driving for sixteen + hours on my sixteenth birthday.
How fun.