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So i've decided to not go to school.
Lately, or the past week i've been having a hard time coming to terms with actually doing homework. So i'm going to be stupid and go in on Monday, RESIGN...and then fly out in a helicopter with all of Denison cheering. Yes, it will be grand.
I will return 2nd semester, full of wit and instinct...or maybe not. I just need some time to think things over, wonder why I didn't apply for university and how im going to get back on track so I can actually be happy.
Do I really want to be a teacher? Yes. Do I really want to go to Fanshawe for sound engineering? Yes.
Dara, dont try and persuade me to go to Fanshawe cause I probably will.
Right now, things that I feel are all associated with time and how I can't deal with it not stoppping.
So basically, i'm going to be sticking around this joint for another year. Im probably going to turn into one of those bitchy full-timer assholes at the Superstore...accept i'll try my best not to.
I'll turn nineteen. Get dragged into bars, and never come out.
Boy I wish time could just stop...so I could think properly instead of worrying about how little time I really have to figure this goddamn shitty mess.
It's times like these I wish I was Kyle Vance and I could just get out my crouch and lean on it as hard as possible. But we all know it'll break.
However you want to intrepret this, you really have no idea.
Lately, or the past week i've been having a hard time coming to terms with actually doing homework. So i'm going to be stupid and go in on Monday, RESIGN...and then fly out in a helicopter with all of Denison cheering. Yes, it will be grand.
I will return 2nd semester, full of wit and instinct...or maybe not. I just need some time to think things over, wonder why I didn't apply for university and how im going to get back on track so I can actually be happy.
Do I really want to be a teacher? Yes. Do I really want to go to Fanshawe for sound engineering? Yes.
Dara, dont try and persuade me to go to Fanshawe cause I probably will.
Right now, things that I feel are all associated with time and how I can't deal with it not stoppping.
So basically, i'm going to be sticking around this joint for another year. Im probably going to turn into one of those bitchy full-timer assholes at the Superstore...accept i'll try my best not to.
I'll turn nineteen. Get dragged into bars, and never come out.
Boy I wish time could just stop...so I could think properly instead of worrying about how little time I really have to figure this goddamn shitty mess.
It's times like these I wish I was Kyle Vance and I could just get out my crouch and lean on it as hard as possible. But we all know it'll break.
However you want to intrepret this, you really have no idea.