Gangsta Gangsta...
Term papers suck...it's that simple.
I took the SATs yesterday...talk about mentally exhausting. Over four hours with only two five-minute breaks. Thank god the essay was first, because my brain was fried by the end. The sad part is I believe the hardest part for all of us was when we needed to copy a statement in cursive... Then I went swinging (no not in a sexual manner) with a friend in the park, because I was restless and needed to get out of my house. I think it was the most relaxed I've been in awhile.
Well I am going to be 17 on Tuesday, and I still don't know what I wanna do for it. Every year I either want to do something or I just don't care enough...either way I never end up planning something. But 17 is the last year before I am an adult, therefore any stupid thing I do now would be justified by the fact that I am merely 17. Don't even try to battle my logic. You will lose.
*Sigh* I suppose I shall go back to the dreaded term paper...