phthalombrage | (no subject)

I always used to hate when people would scheme about colleges and talk about their plans.
Now I find myself doing it.
I realize now the only reason I disliked hearing people talking about college admissions was that I dreaded the process myself.

I still do. I hope that letter I tried to mail gets there...

I'm going to miss a handful of people, for whatever reason, whereever I end up. But I feel like I'll be happier if I'm not in Florida.

I hope I become actually consistently happy someday.

Today I was overtired, so I was hyper.
At Academic Olympics, we threw objects!
I'm going to play volleyball with Myers Thursday.
But first I must do my old/current physics homework.

Giving Percival a few more days before I panic and think he hates me. He keeps biting and won't leave his cage.

Dance this year is nuts. Recital's going to be awkward.