Being in college terrifies me.
Like.
I AM SEVENTEEN.
HOW SHOULD I KNOW WHAT I WANT TO DO WITH MY LIFE?
I CAN’T EVEN RUN THE DISHWASHER WITHOUT HELP.
LITERALLY MY ONE SUCCESS IS THIS BLOG.
Seriously shows like Myrtle Manor make me work harder at school.
I’m really afraid of doing something with my life.
But I’m also really afraid of not doing something with my life.
I think I was supposed to be born as a cat.
How do you nicely tell a professor “If you do not start grading stuff I turned in the first week of February I will literally come to your office and have a breakdown”
There are nights when I want to give up school all together, run away to a small town in the midwest (I haven’t yet decided which small town but god knows there has to be one left) where I work at a general store (the kind of small town general store where you can say things like ‘You’re a few dollars short? Pay me on monday.) and then somehow meet my significant other and we just stay in that small town for the rest of our lives and raise a kid or two making them watch british television and every year I’d make a point to read The Great Gatsby and nobody would bother me until I’m done and basically just be rid of all this fucking stress.
I’m really not sure how I’m going to make myself go to the class that I currently have a 106% in and no final.
I honestly could write “How to Succeed In College Without Really Trying”.
I could wake up in 8 hours and still get to class on time
I’m not used to this.
I should mention that despite this, I got two hours of sleep last night.
And I work the overnight tonight.
Great.
I could wake up in 8 hours and still get to class on time
I’m not used to this.

How My Teachers Will Remember Me
- 9th Grade Band: "There was once this student that played the piccolo... poorly."
- Earth System Science 1: "There was once this student who shrieked when we watched 'Signs'."
- World History 1: "There was once this student who blamed me for talking too much when he went to his next class late."
- German 2: "There was once this student who stole a giant a tub of Fluff from my room."
- Adv. English 9: "There was once this student who made me explain why I didn't think that Finny and Gene in A Separate Peace were gay."
- Geometry: "There was once this student who was unable to grasp the concept of triangles."
- 10th Grade Band: "There was once this student who played the piccolo... slightly less poorly."
- Biology 1: "There was once this student that called me out for not letting myself be respected while teaching."
- World History 2: "There was once this student who wrote a poem about Karl Marx... and a year later got hired by my husband."
- German 3: "There was once this student that raised my blood pressure to unfortunate extremes."
- Algebra 2: "There was once this student who always pretended he had just 'lost' homework he hadn't actually done."
- Adv. English 10: "There was once this student who... actually we aren't going to talk about him."
- AP Euro: "There was once this student who was intrigued by the Renaissance's obsession with orgasms."
- AP Gov: "There was once this student who never showed up until halfway into the class period."
- AP English: "There was once this student who agreed with me when I said I needed to lose five pounds."
- Science Fiction / Fantasy: "There was once this student who actually tried."
- Precalculus: "There was once this student who gave me a hand-knitted scarf for Christmas."
- Adv. Journalism: "There was once this student who... actually we still aren't going to talk about him."
- Adv. German: "There was once this student who was responsible for me questioning my choice of profession after he told me to 'drop it' when I was subtly calling him out for missing class."
- Adv. Geology: "There was once this student who took naps lying down on his desk... and still passed this class."
- AP US: "There once was this student who wrote and read poems during class discussions."
I have lost the will to do well in school
I don’t know I’m going to make it to May 31st.
Emotional Support
That’s what I feel like.
I’m never the first person that people want to hang out with.
But I am the first person someone will text when their having relationship problems.
or family problems
or school problems.
I don’t mind being their for people, but I grow weary of endlessly lending an ear and helping others.
Sometimes I need help too.
On a scale of one to Lord of the Rings, how much did you walk today?
How much did I wallk?
I left school, walked all the way to campus to drop off an internship application, and on the way I was heckled by several college students yelling ‘faggot’, I was rained on, and I had to listen to an old man tell a very long story about this leg.
On the way BACK to school I was rained upon even MORE, I got free food because I can charm old women very easily (this was a highlight) and I stood on a pitcher’s mound for the time in my life and NO that is not an innuendo for anything I stood on a bonafide pitcher’s mound.
So I WALKED FIVE HUNDRED MILES and then I WALKED FIVE HUNDRED MORE just to turn in an internship application and get back to my Renaissance Faire meeting.
So on a scale of One to The Lord of the Rings, I choose the one with MORDOR.
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What I think when kids in my class read
- That’s a FULL STOP, NOT A COMMA
- That’s a COMMA, NOT A FULL STOP
- Why the heck can’t you pronounce that word?
- THE TEACHER JUST CORRECTED YOU WHY’D YOU GET IT WRONG AGAIN?!?!?!
- Can I sleep?
- If you can’t read, why’d you raise your hand?
- You can’t pronounce THAT word?
- WHAT THE HECK
- My skin’s crawling
- What you like long paragraphs for
- Oh god not him, his voice sounds like a dying nail on a dying chalkboard
- You skipped a line
- LOL what was that?
- I don’t even.
Every so often when I read in class I get applause.
Not bigheaded or anything I just happen to not suck at reading.
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fuckshitfuckshit
I fell asleep and I have 4 chapters of AP US to master for a huge test tomorrow and fuckshitfuckshitfuckshit.