a ten-minute dream in the passenger seat

Ergh, studying this afternoon wasn't very productive. I want to review for my Chem exam, but at the same time the thought of opening that book or looking at old labs is sickening. Thankfully, AP English Language is OVER. Now comes the good stuff - Lit! Music theory, sadly, is also over. No more Mr. Gohr-isms during 2nd period to brighten my day . . . Just Mr. V. Sigh. But we'll burn that bridge when we come to it. :P

The past week or so has been up and down; last Monday I finished my Spanish class, got into Knox ($15,000 a year - cheaper than U of I!), and my grandpa passed away. So that was a bipolar day to be sure.

Thursday I was pretty happy because my chem test was relatively easy, we did some awesome Adopt-A-Family shopping, and John found out he got into Reed. Then Friday came, and I found I'd made some of the stupidest mistakes possible on the test. And I was really tired.

So, I apologise if I've been crabby or distant lately . . . Nothing personal against anyone. Just a random mix of things going on all at once.