So, I haven't updated this journal in... a ridiculously long time.
Naturally, the solution to not using this journal isn't to simply start updating again, it's to... just abandon it and make a new one. So that's what I've done.
I managed to fix my english grade, which (so long as I continue getting to school on time, or getting to school in general) should take care of that whole truancy court nonsense.
I'm counting journalism as my job for Deca now, which takes care of passing that class.
Which means, hopefully if all goes as planned, I'll graduate, on time. Which is pretty sweet, because for a while there I thought I might have to take summer school. Which would have been gay. But all is well, or seems to be.
Three more weeks left of high school.
I've had this livejournal since I was a freshman. That's kind of weird to think about. It's a good thing I update like once every two months otherwise I'd have like one thousand entries, haha.
So, yeah. Graduation seems to be, mostly, in order. Which is nice.
And I'm going to UTSA. Signed up for orientation and everything.
Though I kind of wanted to go to Texas State: San Marcos, where I also got accepted.
But we'll see how San Antonio works out. I still have to apply for housing.
...and get my license :/ eventually. Haha. One morning, I'll wake up extra early and drive to the DMV. Haha. They open at 8, right? Since I don't have class until 9. Maybe I'll do that Monday.
Oh, and I'm starting off with 9 credit hours I think. Is that good? I don't understand this whole "hours" thing, haha.
I need a job. But working sucks. It takes away from my 'lounging-around-doing-nothing' time. But the income is nice.
I don't really feel ready for college, partially because I'm afraid it really won't make that much of a difference in my life, and partially because I'm afraid it will, but mostly just because it feels pretty unreal that sometime I've viewed largely as a turning point in my life is approaching quicker than I want it to. I remember my tenth birthday ("Welcome to the land of double digits!") and how old I felt. It was this huge change, and I thought to myself that when I turned eleven I would feel stupid for thinking I was old. Which proved accurate.
And now, it's strange to think that in about 23 days, I'll be turning eighteen. I don't feel any older or wiser. In fact, I just feel lazy. Like the only thing holding me back from feeling that change is my own indifference towards it.
THE THRILL IS GONNNNNNNE. el oh el, B.B. King
Hahaha. In any case.
Lately I feel like I'm losing some people. By trying to forge new friendships and fix old ones, I feel like I'm losing the ones who have really been there for me for the last two years. I don't know whether it's because I've changed or they have, in some cases I can definitely point out the latter, but that can't be true in all circumstances, so I should shoulder some of the blame as well.
I feel like each day is dragging on, and yet time is slipping through my fingers. It's a strange, crappy paradox. I feel compelled to get off the computer and go do something to feel alive, use my time here properly. Maybe it's because I don't actually ever do anything worthwhile or productive.
Anywho, enough bitching and pessimism.
I think I'm going to try and feel that change this year. By recognizing my lethargy, I actually feel vaguely inspired to change it. Vaguely.
Not that I really know how. But, waking up early does feel good. Once I get over the grogginess.
I want to learn how to ride a bike.
Also, "Whitest Kids U' Know"? = Genius. Hahaha. Just thought I'd throw that out there.
It was so fuckin busy today. STOP EATING PIZZA. Right now.
Hahahaha Seriously though.
I only had to work an extra hour, but Jesus. The phones would not stop ringing. People would not stop bitching.
There was this one guy who called in though, totally brightened my five hours of hell. I made him laugh. I don't remember why. But he was really amused by me, and he was all "Hahaha, what's your name? I'm going to give you a tip. I'll tell the driver to give it to you." and I was all "Sarah :D"
I never got my tip. Tanya tells me it's because most of the drivers will just keep whatever money they get. So that kind of made me sad.
Anyway.
So right after I get that call, I get some other call from some woman complaining because she hasn't gotten her pizza yet and it's been an hour or whatever. And I apologized and was all nice. And she was all "I HAVE STARVING CHILDREN HERE."
And I was all 'wtf? then fucking feed them something you fucking psycho.'
Sadly, there were more bad calls than good.
And I burned my hand on the oven :(
But whatever!
At least John let me off. Otherwise I probably would've had to stay til close, that's how busy it was.
Not to mention the weather was CRAZY. Hail, rain, streets were flooded. Crazy lightning and thunder. Scary as hell to drive in, hahaha. For a while I couldn't see anything, and was just kind of trying to follow the taillights of the car way ahead of me.
I saw a lightpost get hit by lightning. It was pretty sweet.
and
I'm in aca-dec now, after all.
I hate speaking in front of people. Apparently there will be a lot of that :( lulz, other than that though... I'd have to say it's (sadly) my favorite class.
KEEN FOR QUEEN! hahahaahahahha. gotta make those buttons.
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