Tuesday, June 03, 2003

S-S-Seven

Seven dias mas! What the heck?! How did this happen? They're going to trust us to be the future of this country?! You know what. We're gonna do much fucking better than they are now.

I cannot express my love for the summer enough. Right now it is so hard to keep up and stuff because I keep thinking we're gonna be done soon. But I still do my homework. Of course. I remember Freshman year, one of my teachers actually said, "I'm disappointed in you." And gee whiz, as much as it made me laugh, I don't like to disappoint people. Know what I mean? My summer plans currently include: going to Vegas. My grandparents have a house there as well as one here. So it means Vegas every summer, baby. But you know what? We can't do shit. As kids I mean. Well, young adults. haha. Typical day goes like this: wake up, eat breakfast (which is awesome because my grandma actually cooks breakfast as opposed to a pop tart i eat now), stay home the whole day or maybe watch a show, then at night, kids go to the arcades (which close at 1 o'clock AM) and adults hit the casinos. I wish I were older, then I'd go out and get drunk. Haha. And I think we're going to San Diego too. I want to check out UCSD, but I don't know if my parents want to put that in the schedule. Those punks. They don't want me going that far. Oh my goodness, if I end up having to go to SJSU, I will fucking cry. That is so dumb.

School now=bleh. In Chem we don't do shit, we just took our final, so we're just going to be watching movies. We're planning on just cutting out and going to the movies since we have four hours in that class on Thursday and Tuesday. I'll miss the Chem class. A lot. In Catollico's class, he's been saying that we have to attend the remaining classes. I think that was directed to me, since whenever I cut a class, that is the one I cut. But let's face it, I'm one of the best students in that class, intellectually. Tomorrow is our last day of Calc finals. Spanish is the only class left to worry about. And English. Damn you, English. I swear. I'm not even going to try to get stressed out over that class, I'm just going to have fun. Yeah. Fun. Wooohoo.

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