G.E.D to Other Random Things...
While wallowing in my own self pity yesterday as I was sitting in G.E.D. class Westley slapped me. He then told me that the only way that I was going to pass the class is if I stopped making duragatory comments about all the people who were there. There were so many different GHETTO people there. I think that a prerequisite to get into the class was to go as smelly as you could and try to hide it with a hint of cheap perfume. Im glad that I had Westley there he made me laugh and when I finished the pre-test the teacher came and told me that I had passed it by a long run.
So now Im left with a feeling of reassurance that not everything is bad. Im glad to move and make a new start in Tucson. But my attitude has changed over the last two weeks about revolving my career around musical theatre. I told my mother and she went postal and started saying that I had worked way to hard and I need to keep pursuing it. She doesnt know that I cant keep doing it. It doesnt make me happy like it use to. I mean I can hardly even carry the tenor line anymore because of my newly taken up habbit. I got chosen for the barber shop quartet at school barely.
I just need someone to help me and tell me what they would do.... Help???
So now Im left with a feeling of reassurance that not everything is bad. Im glad to move and make a new start in Tucson. But my attitude has changed over the last two weeks about revolving my career around musical theatre. I told my mother and she went postal and started saying that I had worked way to hard and I need to keep pursuing it. She doesnt know that I cant keep doing it. It doesnt make me happy like it use to. I mean I can hardly even carry the tenor line anymore because of my newly taken up habbit. I got chosen for the barber shop quartet at school barely.
I just need someone to help me and tell me what they would do.... Help???