aiya...
Since my AIM is offline until like...the second week of February (a self-inflicted punishment slash focusing technique), I guess I'll have to turn to updating the online journals in order to keep myself in touch with life.
So just now I had this wave of sleepiness, and so I took an hour nap (yea, at 10 at night). My dad woke me up in a screaming rage, claiming I should be doing my hw, and that soccer was taking too much out of me, blablabla. Sheesh. Then I went to the kitchen for some tea, and my mom started going into a rant about how they think i'm a failure, not being able to do anything. Seriously, she threatened to make me repeat senior year, lols.
But on a darker note, for like - the longest time, they just feel like I've been over-committed (which I am, to some degree), and not giving my 100% to everything, because I'm always so drained. Somehow I've gone from the kid - top of his class, stellar in sports and music - to someone who doesn't deserve to go to a college. They're like, "We won't fund your college education if you get into the Ivy League, blablabla." Ummm, last time I checked, I really am not Ivy material...
Well, I'm on my way to a B in english, no hope there. I have an assignment due tomorrow, and I'm contemplating just shitting my way through it. If i wanted to get an A, I would need to raise my current current grade by 5% within the next 3 assignments, which means like...getting 110% on them, lol. And to cap that off, I'd need a 100% on my final, which won't happen. So, one week before the end of my first semester, I have conceded to my first high school B. Fuckin A. At least it still "feels good to be a gangsta."
Ah, what else goes on in the life? Lols - I fried a physics test today. Didn't know shit, and don't care anymore - maybe I am slipping into senioritis. Bah. I'm so done talking.
Btw, Ames if you are reading this - Youth in Revolt is the best book on this planet, I cannot put it down (which is also why I can't quite seem to get started on my pending english hw. Lols, excellent.
Anyway, peace out home doggies.
So just now I had this wave of sleepiness, and so I took an hour nap (yea, at 10 at night). My dad woke me up in a screaming rage, claiming I should be doing my hw, and that soccer was taking too much out of me, blablabla. Sheesh. Then I went to the kitchen for some tea, and my mom started going into a rant about how they think i'm a failure, not being able to do anything. Seriously, she threatened to make me repeat senior year, lols.
But on a darker note, for like - the longest time, they just feel like I've been over-committed (which I am, to some degree), and not giving my 100% to everything, because I'm always so drained. Somehow I've gone from the kid - top of his class, stellar in sports and music - to someone who doesn't deserve to go to a college. They're like, "We won't fund your college education if you get into the Ivy League, blablabla." Ummm, last time I checked, I really am not Ivy material...
Well, I'm on my way to a B in english, no hope there. I have an assignment due tomorrow, and I'm contemplating just shitting my way through it. If i wanted to get an A, I would need to raise my current current grade by 5% within the next 3 assignments, which means like...getting 110% on them, lol. And to cap that off, I'd need a 100% on my final, which won't happen. So, one week before the end of my first semester, I have conceded to my first high school B. Fuckin A. At least it still "feels good to be a gangsta."
Ah, what else goes on in the life? Lols - I fried a physics test today. Didn't know shit, and don't care anymore - maybe I am slipping into senioritis. Bah. I'm so done talking.
Btw, Ames if you are reading this - Youth in Revolt is the best book on this planet, I cannot put it down (which is also why I can't quite seem to get started on my pending english hw. Lols, excellent.
Anyway, peace out home doggies.