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Regina Spektor concert. So excited. Perhaps next week will be calmer, even with a Monday Chem test and a Wednesday Calc test. Mm, how bad could it be? I don't work until Friday. Hoping that Brandeis round two is good and successful and sets in stone my ideas for college. YAY!
Grades are solid. Music is solid. Work is solid. Scholarships aren't far from being finished, really. And now, I'm mostly concerned about my prom dress getting here. Which I guess means that I don't have much to worry about. Aside from getting work off for all these music things. Between 6 and 7 days. Pretty ridiculous. But the week after is vacation. Which means a research paper and a deposit to send into a school. Then a couple AP tests. And some Etiquette. And some Prom. ...After vacation, I have a feeling the year will move incredibly fast.
It's silly. Like, we'd like you to go to our school, but we'd like it better if this other kid went. "Get on their waitlist, so you can deny them if you get in. Just lead them on." Good call, Dad, haha. 5.5 for 6. 7 hours of work is a long time to work. I'm exhausted.
Not bad. Next?
Same rate, I might finish by 11. But, oh look...a headache. STOP YOU CHRONIC HEADACHES. You're making me want to cry. A lot. I just want to headaches to stop. I want to be productive. Forgot about my Chemistry take-home again. I'm such a great student.
Go to college so that someday, you can work for yourself. Thanks, Susan
Yeah. I guess.
I love how this calms me down so much when I discover that I've forgotten critical pieces of Calculus. I remember really stupid things, and I can't remember Calculus? Cool. I'm just weird, I guess. Writing a quick poem. Saying a quick prayer. Dream a little dream.
Found a dress. A little freaked out. But I mean. It's a cool dress. And it wasn't $450, ya know? Yeah. Yeah. Calming down. I can only do shopping online, apparently... Tomorrow is going to be a little bit of working on Calculus. But mostly just those scholarships and some World Literature. ...yeah. I can do that. Going back to school is going to be weird this week.
I can't do Calculus. Scholarships suck. Vacation's over. I didn't do much of anything. You know. Typical.
I'm so excited to see him this month. Today is Calculus and scholarships and poetry and emails and fingers crossed. Oh. And the last day of work that I have during break. I'm very excited for that. But that probably means no Incredibles today. And The Artist? It's near the top of a very long list. I wish I felt like this break was doing anything for me. I feel tired and sore and...online classes suck. But I guess the paycheck next week will make it worth it. I have to send out mail, too. and mom wants me to look at glasses. And I just want to be a sloth.
And I hate having to go to work early...in snow. I hate driving back in snow and dark. But...I like that I didn't have to stay until 9:30. Thank you Gymboree for giving us a reason to close. Gah...still all stress tense. And now I'm...oh. Home. Again. ...kill me. Getting stir crazy. Need college. Or something. |
