Ch-ch-ch-changes

Right about now I am supposed to be working on my Journey project. However, for once in my life I have worked ahead and I don’t have anything to do and I already got yelled at by Stockhausen for looking up prom dresses. But no way am I going back to the Theology room, as anyone worth talking to is here in the computer lab. So, in order to avert trouble, I am typing this in such a font that it is unreadable and looks like I am writing one of the stupid journals.

So the random bullshit moment of the day has already occurred. While sitting in Chemistry, waiting for class to begin (as I’ve taken to actually paying attention) Ms. Debrowski comes in and asks me, “What are you doing the evening of May fifteenth?” Naturally, the complete randomness of this question threw me off guard, so I replied somewhat stupidly, “uhhh…. Nothing?” She in turn responded, “you are attending a special dinner for the winners of the polymer essay contest.” I sort of stared blankly and dully responded, “oh…” Actually, it is pretty funny that I won that contest, as I in no means actually tried to win. I just wanted the ten extra credit points. Wait, did I say want? I mean… need. I still need extra credit. Maybe I can bargain with her for extra credit for winning. That would be absolutely spectacular. Anyway, it’s all good, because I get a free dinner at Case and also cash! Cash is awesome. Prizes are awesome. I don’t know how much I get, but hopefully it’s enough to compensate for Prom, which I sort of ended up paying for. My parents don’t know that, though. They don’t even know that I’ve asked someone. Basically my family’s communication is at a minimum. But that’s okay because I’m LEAVING soon! Hoorah!

Yes, it’s basically official. In the fall I shall be attending The Ohio State University. I wasn’t exactly thrilled at first, but that’s okay. It’s going to be fun. Nina’s going, and I love her, Elizabeth’s going, and she’s been my BFF, and Sean’s going and he’s just sweet. So basically it’s going to be a great time. Party central, sabes? And the best part about college is: no Theology! I love state schools that cannot receive money to fund stupid creationism classes. Life is blissful.
And class is over, thank god. Kill me. Onward to the joy of my day that is known as History.