Which is why I'm going up to Virginia for the last two days of Spring Break. Yes, it seems that "Spring Break" really consisted of me going places and doing things. And you should all know how I loathe going places and doing things. In fact, Thursday was the one day this entire "break" that I actually didn't do anything of much importance. It's a crime! Not to mention that next week marks the beginning of the most intense period of academics I've had and probably shall have for some time. 4 AP Tests! 4 of em! Ah well, I'll paddle through somehow.
Everything would be peachy, no BULLY!, if only my mind and I could get along. But apparently it is my mind's sole mission to destroy any remnants of hope or positive thinking in me. That just seems to be the case. I get some positive thinking going, hope that the future might be fun or entertaining, and then all of a sudden I'm back to nothing, trying to think of all the locations of all accessible swimming pools in the area. Love's probably pretty smug in that little box I shoved it in right now. Maybe that's what I'll do, strive to succeed just to spite it and my father (but we'll go there some other time). Eh, I've got a decent computer game right now. Maybe that'll serve as a suitable escape. Or I can write that epic poem I planned to do this week. Plenty of options...
Well, I'd better head to bed. I'll talk/see/verbally assault you people when I get back Sunday, an exhausted, embittered, but newly carred man. Until next time...
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