Blech. Semester Break

So Much For BREAK

It turns out that I have to go for chem and math tutorial days throughout the semester "break", so that kind of puts me in a grumpy (not really) mood. Even though I do get to skip out on the other five hours of school, I do wish that I don't have to go in at all for the math classes, since I don't see the value in going. However, they might prove me wrong and maybe I won't have the worst time of my life.

But semester two is coming, so I'm really pumped up for that because it means new courses and a new kind of start. While the looming report cards are really nerve-wracking, I can't help but think that everything will be better later on.

That of course, is the optimistic Kevin speaking. Logically I have not the slightest idea where I'm headed.

Moving On

Yes, it makes me sad if somebody from my elementary school asks how I've been doing and how I've "moved on", because I really did try to get a grip on the life I wanted at Tech before my fate was sealed. If I see somebody from some other high school having a great time, I get immensely jealous, which sets off my "What if I had gone to that school?" train of thought. Kind of a spur-of-the-moment thing. I dislike it when people say that I've "moved on" because there is that degree of truth in it and it makes me unhappy.

And there's my useless and meaningless spiel of the day.

Thanks For The Check Up

As I continue to write this blog it feels more and more that if you're a reader, then you're the one who's checking up on me. One of my goals is to provide a nice blog (haha, it's funny since I can't) and something for the reader to really enjoy, but it gets difficult with all the jokes that my friends make. Honestly I dislike watching people read my blog, since the way I express my ideas here are vastly different than in life.

Goodnight all. Hope you'll have a nice break. I'm an 8 today.

"First love is only a little foolishness and a lot of curiosity." - George Bernard Shaw