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look up Four-Year Colleges -- 2010: More Than 2,500 Colleges in the United States, Canada, and Abroad by the Peterson's company. There's a good chance that it's thicker than Stephen King's thickest novel (but, since I don't know which one that is and I'm too worn out to look it up right now, I couldn't tell you the title -- if someone does have a care to look it up, let me know, merci).
The point is, Mom, Dad and I have been looking through that book all afternoon, and I'm beginning to fear it's given Mom and me a complex. It's hard and stressful work, deciding on a college. Especially when you have to do it, like, this weekend. I'd like to stay in Ohio, to be near home, but I'd also like to study in California, because of the atmosphere and because I have relatives there (even though I barely know them, Dad said that would still be good for me -- he said that his cousin Eric could beat up anyone who messes with me [lol]).
I'm pretty sure I'm going to be majoring in French, though I'm not sure what type of career I'd like to lead with that. I don't think I could command the attention of a room full of high school kids, much less university students, but I don't know how I'd do as an interpreter, either. Of course, I still have loads of learning to do before I become fluent in the language, so we'll have to see. I love French class so much, it's not funny. I think about it all the time, practicing French in my head when I walk home from school (in the mornings, walking to school, I'm too tired to think, lol). And I actually love doing the homework for that class. I've never had that with any class before, so you can tell it means a lot to me.
Of course, I still aspire to be a famous author, but this way I'll have a steady income. I need to get writing again, I can sense that you few fans who've followed me thus far are getting restless. Thanks for all your support.
I'm so fucking tired right now. My eyes hurt. Hopefully this long weekend will be restful.
Anyways, enough about my boring life. How's everybody doing? I know it's earlier-on in your high school career for some of you, but have you decided what you want to do for a living yet?
The point is, Mom, Dad and I have been looking through that book all afternoon, and I'm beginning to fear it's given Mom and me a complex. It's hard and stressful work, deciding on a college. Especially when you have to do it, like, this weekend. I'd like to stay in Ohio, to be near home, but I'd also like to study in California, because of the atmosphere and because I have relatives there (even though I barely know them, Dad said that would still be good for me -- he said that his cousin Eric could beat up anyone who messes with me [lol]).
I'm pretty sure I'm going to be majoring in French, though I'm not sure what type of career I'd like to lead with that. I don't think I could command the attention of a room full of high school kids, much less university students, but I don't know how I'd do as an interpreter, either. Of course, I still have loads of learning to do before I become fluent in the language, so we'll have to see. I love French class so much, it's not funny. I think about it all the time, practicing French in my head when I walk home from school (in the mornings, walking to school, I'm too tired to think, lol). And I actually love doing the homework for that class. I've never had that with any class before, so you can tell it means a lot to me.
Of course, I still aspire to be a famous author, but this way I'll have a steady income. I need to get writing again, I can sense that you few fans who've followed me thus far are getting restless. Thanks for all your support.
I'm so fucking tired right now. My eyes hurt. Hopefully this long weekend will be restful.
Anyways, enough about my boring life. How's everybody doing? I know it's earlier-on in your high school career for some of you, but have you decided what you want to do for a living yet?
Why didn't you swap the damn tray?
I saw Pet Sematary for the first time last night, and it was awesome. In my opinion it's the best film adaption of a Stephen King book I've seen. I'm sure those of you who've seen it recognized King as the minister at the funeral, right? I had suspicions, then I double-checked by reading through the end credits when the film was over. Pet Sematary is high on my list of favorite S.K. books, and I highly recommend it and the 1989 adaption, though I would suggest reading the novel sometime before you see the movie so you can have a better appreciation for the story.
Now I have the song from the end credits, "Pet Sematary" by the Ramones, st
1st Day = Stressed MAJOR EDIT
I don't think I really noticed how annoying and bumbling freshman are until today (well, I guess I was more observant of it, anyway).
Here's my schedule for the first semester:
1. French 4
2. Study Hall
3. American Government
4. Study Hall
5. Honors English 12
6. Speech
7. Chemistry
We didn't do much in my classes - the teachers went over their rules and procedures for their classes, and we got a bunch of forms to bring home for our parents to sign (a.k.a. homework for my mother).
American Government/Economics is a class for seniors that's required to graduate, otherwise I probably wouldn't have taken it, because I've always dislike
Senior year starts
a week from Tuesday (tomorrow). I'm nervous.
My new glasses came in on Thursday! They're brown wire, rimless on the bottom and part of the sides, like Crane's. I've been wanting to try partially-rimless glasses for a while. I like them. My prescription's the same as it's been for two years, but I was allowed to get new glasses this year because I'd had the previous pair for two years. Some change is good.
Meme (because I'm bored, and because I said I'd do one eventually):
Real Name: Sorry, I've been brainwashed into paranoia.
Lives: Ohio.
Birthday: Nov. 22.
Pets: The family dog, who's a beagle mix and a psycho. She's nuts, really.
Race
Lucy, I'm home!
For all those wondering, we got back late Monday evening (left July 17th), and I had a lovely trip overall. The drives there and back weren't really enjoyable (I'm not used to being cooped up in a crowded van for that long - I need room to pace and just think), but at least I wasn't bored until two days of travel back to Ohio left to go when I ran out of reading materials (speaking of those, I finally finished all the Harry Potter books - took me four weeks, but I did it).
Disneyland was epic, of course. My favorite rides were Pirates of the Caribbean, Indiana Jones Adventure: Temple of the Forbidden Eye (a newer ride that only opened I thin
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French...hmm...I'm glad someone enjoys French. I don't particularly like it, I'm more of a German person. I find myself speaking German at times. Of course, I don't know much of it...yet. Next semester, I get to study more of it.
As for colleges...I hope you found the one that best suits you. I assume you have already since this entry is dated back to September of last year and the end of the semester is near for the class of 2011.
Time to put on your caps and...move forward. College isn't really difficult work-wise, it's dealing with all of the people and the idiocy they bring. ^^
I hope this finds you with an eager mind as you press forward through your academic career.
I have a feeling I'll be spending the summer drowning myself in psychology books and being a total recluse because , for me, the fun stops when the work ends.
As for colleges...I hope you found the one that best suits you. I assume you have already since this entry is dated back to September of last year and the end of the semester is near for the class of 2011.
Time to put on your caps and...move forward. College isn't really difficult work-wise, it's dealing with all of the people and the idiocy they bring. ^^
I hope this finds you with an eager mind as you press forward through your academic career.
I have a feeling I'll be spending the summer drowning myself in psychology books and being a total recluse because , for me, the fun stops when the work ends.