grrrrr
so once again the bottom has fell out on me. my grade in spanish won't be changed from an f to a withdrawl and as a result i'm unable to get into the college of business. woop de freakin do. my family is disintegrating and i have to wait four months to be happy again. wow. well at least the girls convinced me that it would be a good decision to drink some wine before working my late night shift tonight at the coffee bar. so now i'm half dressed in 80s clothes from coming from the 80s semiformal and about 1/4 buzzed. and next week should prove promising, full of tons of exams and loads of stress, i can't wait.
for those of you pa alumni, here's a bit of weirdness: today as i was walking to history, i see mrs. meyer (like the chemistry teacher) and ms. kerr along with blake darby and some other pa kids walking down the hall of warren. strange. it almost made me miss high school just a little bit. then i started thinking how i missed the days where i still felt smart and involved in school. back when i didn't sit in my room and mope, wondering what i'd do with my future. oh well, things change. i hated it then, maybe i'll look back on all my so called troubles now and wish i could re-live them. all i know now is that with each day, my old philosophy of running away to live in a cabin in the woods, looks more and more promising. maybe i should start acquiring a taste for wild berries and fish cooked over a fire.
for those of you pa alumni, here's a bit of weirdness: today as i was walking to history, i see mrs. meyer (like the chemistry teacher) and ms. kerr along with blake darby and some other pa kids walking down the hall of warren. strange. it almost made me miss high school just a little bit. then i started thinking how i missed the days where i still felt smart and involved in school. back when i didn't sit in my room and mope, wondering what i'd do with my future. oh well, things change. i hated it then, maybe i'll look back on all my so called troubles now and wish i could re-live them. all i know now is that with each day, my old philosophy of running away to live in a cabin in the woods, looks more and more promising. maybe i should start acquiring a taste for wild berries and fish cooked over a fire.