Turns out I'm not as lucky, nor as good at gambling as I previously thought I was. Curse thee Buddha! I shall have my winnings soon enough!
Also, it would appear I owe an apology to LP, who in fact corrected me about my grade. Still, I have no clue what I need to do for her. Is my grade really that low? If I can't crunch in time, Mercer will drop my diploma type to a standard. Then, my dying image as a "smart guy" will truly be dead; that I cannot have! This isn't about the grade anymore- it's about pride.
Friday, I am contemplating skipping, seeing as how it is, unofficially, Senior Skip Day, and that I will be at the movies instead at school. Oh, I'm such the truant, aren't I?
Nancy and Bob got the apartment in Enfield. That's good news. I still owe them an ass load of money. So let that be as it may.
I can feel it coming; my 3 year hiatus from CT will come to an end. I'll start anew; sailing from one ocean to another.
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