I'm no poet

From the time I was very young I knew there was one thing I could never be....


As hard as I tried I could never properly express myself in verse. Purposefully rhyming was a chore and free verse was never my thing. English class of course requires you to do things like write poems and whatnot, so here I am. With a poem that I whipped up in Spanish class.


I wrote it as a bit of a joke, and it's meant to be rapped by Asher Roth or someone who sounds very similar to him. But yeah. In other news, my trip to Austin is a mere 2 DAYS AWAY, my dad is home from California and very happy about life, and I made a 95 on my Physics homework and an 80 on my lab! I'm surprised I did as well as I did on my lab because honestly, I had no idea what I was doing and I was expecting something along the lines of barely passing.


Tomorrow I start riding the bus... Not quite sure how that's going to go, but I'm going to be optimistic about it because there are only 7 Mondays left of school! 7 weeks! And out of those weeks only 3 of them are actual school weeks. I am a happy camper.

I should be cleaning...

Yeah. I really need to be cleaning my room right now, but I had the urge to post!


Sorry about my last blog being squashed together... Blogger has been acting really weird lately and it wouldn't let me re-format it to be more reader friendly...


Anyways, I forgot to mention in my last post that my dad is in California right now attending a conference. I have no idea what it is about, but most likely it's something bussiness related. Since being there he's run into the president of some college in North Carolina and he's very adamant in having me "seriously look into this college".


I've come to the conclusion that UNLV was only the first of a long series of colleges I should seriously look into. Not that I'm not excited that my parents are getting involved in picking colleges and whatnot, it's just.... I don't know.


I'm happy that my dad is excited about the idea of me going out of state, and I'm even more happy that he's "letting me go" on his terms. My stepmom has been having talks with me. Talks about how my dad doesn't really want me to go off to college because he thinks that I'm not ready. Apparently she thinks that I'm not ready either. But that's ok. I'm the first one out of the proverbial nest so I can see why they're a bit worried.


But yeah... I'm expecting to hear more input about colleges from my dad once he gets home. I'm going to be as open minded and whatnot because HEY--- I'm not paying for it :P

I don't know what's going on.

The other day my parents asked me a very interesting question. "Have you ever considered going to college in Las Vegas?" To which I replied with a very confused "No...." due to the fact that I didn't think of it as a plausible option. As it turns out, since I have family in Las Vegas, I could avoid paying out of state taxes by putting their address on everything and they'd visit ME on all holidays/birthdays. Sounds like a win/win to me. In other news, I've been feeling a little weird lately. My apetite is nearly non-existant, and I find myself eating only because it's the scheduled time to eat. I've been getting pounding headaches on the right side of my head just above my ear lobe that comes and goes periodically throughout the day. Since I'm not a hypocondriac I refuse to check Web M.D. like some of my friends have been telling me to do this weekend. Oh well, maybe it's my allergies?