I need to post more often. and I don't mean that as a semi-dedicated, fakey promise to myself. after thinking about it, I need to commit fully to the limited activities I actually care about. so, I signed up for nanowrimo about 5 minutes ago, and am actually going to attempt this insane feat of literary...well, not genius. But you get the jist.
School has been moderately easy as of late. the workload this year is sufficiently easier than junior year. My sincere empathy to all you ap scholars. You will survive, even if you have the occasional nightmare about andrew jackson, or outburst of "we didn't start the fire." And to those of you kiddies in pre-cal, words cannot begin to convey my utter loathing and contempt for the subject matter. enough griping, I've gotten over that bridge and burned it, believe me.
Ms. o'brien gave me two tolerable grades on my college essay, I got a 91 on my euro project, and I've finally decided what I'm going to major in. wait, nix the last thought, that was mrs. duran speaking for me. I guess I'm reading 'beloved' again for my outside novel. As far as I remember it was a lovely read, filled with a mother killing her youngest baby, and that baby returning to haunt the unlucky woman who graphically ended her life. What an uplifting experience. sparknotes.com is my bosom buddy. Also, The Iliad is due soon, so be prepared, ap english peeps.


my typing has gotten lazier than the average american. what a disgrace