So life lately is summery. That means I'm busy, have no time, and yet I still feel lazy and that I'm accomplishing nothing.
Car's right. There really is only one person in our class I don't like. And it's less of disliking that person, because, honestly I respect him.
What I can't stand is people who complain about their own abilities. If you feel you can't accomplish something, fine. But please at least try rather than sitting around and complaining about it. The problem about me being the one saying this is that I simply don't face those challenges. I'm not bragging; school in general comes easily to me. But I understand the feeling of incapability. I think that's probably universal. So I guess I feel I have a right to get annoyed when someone who has demonstrated that he can be insightful, artistic, and passionate decides to waste his time whining and complaining when he could simply be trying.
Also, I'm not generally fond of people who call me bitch for just wanting to get on with a class.
I'm excited for Maine.
I miss my class.

Mint Condition

Last night after flute (which got out late, as usual, but I don't usually mind since I love playing and Jaimie's so nice) I went to the library, Mallet's Creek branch, to be specific, and dropped off a book I finished Sunday. I parked over near the woods and got out of my car, leaving the windows down and the doors unlocked cos I was just running up to drop of the book. In the car next to me was a guy with a dog. His windows were down, and he was just sitting there, probably waiting for someone. I came back to my car and started to start it when he said, "What year is your car?" I answered sort of sheepishly, "1987". He looked amazed. "Wow. That's almost in mint condition.", he said. "I have an '89 turbo" I sort of smiled and nodded and drove off. It was very odd.
I'm not sure he would have thought my car was in mint condition if he had seen where the old lady who owned it before I did had tried to fix some scratches with white out. Or, at least, that's what it looks like.

Loo-o-ong time

Ok, not going to go through what happened last year. That would just be stupid.
I'm sitting at my dad's house listening to DSC 603 from May 17. Oh boy did I miss some podcasts while I was in Germany. I got quite backed up.

I have loads of plans for the summer. I'm trying to earn money, cos I think it would be nice to go on the Italy trip instead of just seeing pictures of it. I have to babysit Jake. I'm trying to read a lot. I have to finish my internship journal and mail that and my evaluation to Mr. Williams. I have to get my math to Mr. Perrin. Oh crap I'm making myself depressed.

So instead of messing around on here (which I'm going to try to do more regularly but no guarantees, duh) I think I'll go read some.