Ghoulies and Ghosties
It's funny. A lot has happened since the last entry... a whole lot. But I don't really want to write about it. I don't know for sure how I feel, or how I'll be affected in the long run. I do know that I am determined that things will not be weird and I will not be depressed. I'm not cool as a mopey person. It doesn't suit me well.
Anyway, that's all I have to say about that. No worries.
I have to write an essay by tomorrow comparing the Dalai Lama's Ethics of Compassion and Jesus' Sermon on the Mount. Lots of work, and I *have* to do it. Serious, y'all. If I don't pull up my grades pronto, I may not get a scholarship again. That means I'd have to drop out of Lynchburg and go to a community college. Mom called this morning and we talked about exactly that. I need to go talk to David Lipani about it, but I'm so busy as is... ach, stress. I'm going to party tonight, though. I have to take my mind off these things.
Anyway, that's all I have to say about that. No worries.
I have to write an essay by tomorrow comparing the Dalai Lama's Ethics of Compassion and Jesus' Sermon on the Mount. Lots of work, and I *have* to do it. Serious, y'all. If I don't pull up my grades pronto, I may not get a scholarship again. That means I'd have to drop out of Lynchburg and go to a community college. Mom called this morning and we talked about exactly that. I need to go talk to David Lipani about it, but I'm so busy as is... ach, stress. I'm going to party tonight, though. I have to take my mind off these things.