Currently Listening Lullaby for the Apocalypse By Various Artists see related

 My.

Head.

Is.

Going.

To.

Explode.

(seriously)

I have to figure out what I'm going to do with my summer, where I'm going to go to college, how I'm going to pay for that college and what I want to be when I grow up and I have to find a female adult for Trappers. It all has to be done RIGHT NOW. 

At least I have my mustard.

Currently Listening Fashion Nugget By Cake Symphony in C see related

Holy cow! I didn't realize how long it's been since I checked xanga.... It's been a long time.

So, life is pretty decent. Just chillaxing and not really doing much with myself. I got a phone. And my car just stopped working today. I kinda hope it takes a few days to fix because I kinda like driving the pickup. It really makes you appreciate the fact that your life could end at any given moment (for instance, when it dies in the middle of a left turn or when it decides to fishtail across 3 lanes of traffic and plant itself nicely in some person's lawn). But it has character. Timmy the Jimmy can be a bit of a yuppie sometimes.

Yeah, so I'm just trying really hard not to do physics right now.

So as I was riding with my dad in the Jimmy today with my mom behind us in the truck, pushing us home, we drove past this black lab with a green collar that was running around in front of a house, so I was like "I hope that's not my dog" and Dad was like "actually, I'm pretty sure it is." So then I flung myself out of the slightly-moving car and took off running the half block back to the dog, yelling my dog's name and whistling. So I ran up to the dog, and grabbed it by the collar and then realized that this dog was, in fact, not my dog at all because he had these gray whiskers. I let go of the dog, and looked up, and there were like 6 people standing on the front lawn of this house staring at me... Then I just walked away.

I just remembered that there's a subway sandwich buried somewhere in teh back of my car, and I should probably go find it.

Currently Reading Atlas Shrugged By Ayn Rand see related

I love this summer.

I don't ever want to go back to school.

I have to go to school on Monday to do battle with Mrs. Torkelson.

That jerk put me in calc and statistics.

I will refuse to pay her $25 to change my schedule, which is only messed up because she didn't pay any attention to what I told her last year, and because she completely disregarded my schedule request that I took the time to fill out.

I'm tired of looking for colleges. Every time I make up my mind about a major or where I want to go, my parents tell me I don't really want to do that, or that I really can't afford it, or that I'm being very unrealistic, or that I'm being completely reckless and irresponsible with decisions that will affect me for the rest of my life. They're right, but it's making it kinda hard to hammer out anything. I can apply to Colorado State right now, but I haven't yet.

This summer has been too much fun...

HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHELS!!!