So there is only one thing left on the list (the list, the list, the magical list) and it's near oh yes I can feel it near. That's right summer vacation I can feel you. Of course my summer isn't entirely filled with happy fun rest days. I do have to go to summer classes. And if I just had more time to fix things maybe even a summer internship at Summit. Or at least a summer job. But most of all a whole month off from writing papers. Unless of course there's even more papers to do for PI in which case, boo!
But since I'm not yet done I still think acads is fucked. Seriously, I don't know why I think I'm gonna go down in flames for all the papers I gave this week. It's like the last week is what killed all my grades. Crash whatever happened to my amazing cramming skills that gets me good enough grades?
Well, can't think of it yet. PIDC is around the corner. And the band hunt is not going well. Going equally as disastrous is the DJ hunt. Anyone know a spinner willing to play at PIDC?
BTW, Pocahontas was on at Disney Channel earlier. It reminded me of fifth grade where the biggest loveteam was
Inna and Fidel because she was Pocahontas and he was John Smith. This was before the insanity that He brought into my life. When we could still talk about whether or not Cow and Chicken's parent's mouths were on their butt or right where their upper torso was cut off and I had no idea how He felt. Of course this was before everything went to shit, so good times good times.
I sort of miss doing all those mini-shows for Curriculum Fair and the Bonfire and Moving Up Day. By the sixth grade we didn't care about Moving Up Day anymore. Curriculum Fair was only something we do because we can food from all the other stalls. Ah CL I miss ya.