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Thursday.
Well the class in school that I thought would probably be my easiest - Psychology - has proven to be a bit more complicated than I imagined. I want to study Psychology in college, and maybe even become a Psychologist. *Gasp* I know, because that includes about 35792 years of college. What a drag. But I'm still considering it, nontheless. It would be an interesting adventure. Difficult, but interesting. Dr. Gordon. Ooooh doesn't the sound of that just being joy to your ears? ha. Anyway... My teacher is cool as shit, but we're learning things that I didn't think would be in a Psychology course. Right now we're studying different parts of the human body (the nervous system and what not) and I had no idea that had to do with Psychology. Lucky for me, I did pretty well in Biology last year. I finally opened a checking account and I feel like such a grown up with my debit card. Ha. What a loser, right? It's just different - growing up. I'm getting so tired of people asking me where I plan on going to college. I realize I have to decide, but for the love of God it's so damn annoying. I don't know yet. I'm only in the 2nd week of school. Relaxxxxx. I really shoui=ld start applying I guess. Ahh. Part of me wants to get away so bad but then another part of me is thinking "Umm.. Valdosta is 3 hours away. I'm going to be 3 hours away from my mom. I don't think I want to do that." But then that other part ALWAYS kicks in and knocks sense back into me by saying "You'll be all on your own one day anyway. You feel like a grown up now with your damn debot card you loser... just wait - you'll love it." And now, I'm carrying on conversations with myself. I really am a loser. I really need to go to sleep. I'm exhausted. So how about this hurricane? Crazy, huh? Tomorrow at school we're dressing out for $5. Yeah it seems like alot just to dress out for one day, but we're raising money for the victims in New Orleans and all those places. They're called victims, but some of those stranded people could have gotten out when they were told to do so. I was watching the news and one guy said "I would leave here, but my car's under water." Well, sir... that wouldn't have happened if you left when you were supposed to, instead of "waiting it out". Whatever. Some people frustrate me. I'm for real going to bed now.
Love, Hilary Brooke
Well the class in school that I thought would probably be my easiest - Psychology - has proven to be a bit more complicated than I imagined. I want to study Psychology in college, and maybe even become a Psychologist. *Gasp* I know, because that includes about 35792 years of college. What a drag. But I'm still considering it, nontheless. It would be an interesting adventure. Difficult, but interesting. Dr. Gordon. Ooooh doesn't the sound of that just being joy to your ears? ha. Anyway... My teacher is cool as shit, but we're learning things that I didn't think would be in a Psychology course. Right now we're studying different parts of the human body (the nervous system and what not) and I had no idea that had to do with Psychology. Lucky for me, I did pretty well in Biology last year. I finally opened a checking account and I feel like such a grown up with my debit card. Ha. What a loser, right? It's just different - growing up. I'm getting so tired of people asking me where I plan on going to college. I realize I have to decide, but for the love of God it's so damn annoying. I don't know yet. I'm only in the 2nd week of school. Relaxxxxx. I really shoui=ld start applying I guess. Ahh. Part of me wants to get away so bad but then another part of me is thinking "Umm.. Valdosta is 3 hours away. I'm going to be 3 hours away from my mom. I don't think I want to do that." But then that other part ALWAYS kicks in and knocks sense back into me by saying "You'll be all on your own one day anyway. You feel like a grown up now with your damn debot card you loser... just wait - you'll love it." And now, I'm carrying on conversations with myself. I really am a loser. I really need to go to sleep. I'm exhausted. So how about this hurricane? Crazy, huh? Tomorrow at school we're dressing out for $5. Yeah it seems like alot just to dress out for one day, but we're raising money for the victims in New Orleans and all those places. They're called victims, but some of those stranded people could have gotten out when they were told to do so. I was watching the news and one guy said "I would leave here, but my car's under water." Well, sir... that wouldn't have happened if you left when you were supposed to, instead of "waiting it out". Whatever. Some people frustrate me. I'm for real going to bed now.
Love, Hilary Brooke