basically, the entirety of the guidance department is truly ridiculous. REDICULOUS. absolutely.
umm i have a topic for my college essay. and the first 2 sentances. that's really it.
i should work on that, eh?
i should also work on cutting down my list of 13 possible schools. 5 of them are definites. which means of 8 i have to pick 3 more. 3 out of 8? umm i could do that by this weekend.
yes yes i know, all of you are way more ahead of me in this process, but i'm aware of that and that's exactly where i wanted/need to be. i'm not at all stressed, and i have everything under control. i actually have a plan! and for once i've begun to sincerely care about this all. i know when all of my deadlines are. i just can't decide on a final list. ek. too many to chose from that are basically exactly the same.
my mom is really funny. like really funny. during the college meeting, when she realized we had gotten a handout that i had forgotten to pass onto her, she said,
"you didnt give me that paper! you kakahead!"
thats right ladies and gentlemen, kakahead.
basically, i'm rather content right now. i dont' know why, i'm just in a generally happy mood. the show=FAMAZING, i had an awesome humanities project, and im about to go have some chinese food with my mom. and my essay has beginnings. and im proud. mhm .
has anyone seen the withches of eastwick? that's a truly fabulous film.