It's really hard accepting you have a B. Like, I never thought I'd have to, but it's really hard. Surprisingly hard ): but when you get over it, school really doesn't feel like such a poopy hole anymore, because you realize life goes on after school, and even if you don't have a 4.0. So, thanks to God for that. I guess it's for the best.
This semester's been really interesting. I kinda feel like writing anonymous notes to people. I think I will :/
I really love Hall. i really do. She's like one of those people you can tell your little childish problems to, and she'll laugh, and then she'll help you fix them in some magical way that makes 150% sense, and you walk away feeling good. I would, except for the fact that so many people already do, and yeah...I don't really know how to elaborate on that, but I still think she's a great person :]
You know, thinking about kids makes you appreciate your parents so much more. You think about how eventually you're gonna be a parent, and if your kids are gonna turn out ok. Then you wonder how you're going to make them like you while raising them to be good people too. And then I wonder if I really want my kids to act like me. :[ and that makes me a little sad.
Formal + Not being a 100% legal driver = problems D; just FYI everyone out there!!! Senior year should be easier [x
You know what? I'm melting in here -___- I think I'm gonna go turn on the ceiling fan. in January. this is weird. or maybe it's just me.
"God made girls ice-cubes" (for the most part)
-Chris Platt
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