fall break

So this week is fall break. I think it’s pretty tight that we have a random weekend where it can be long and some classes can be cancelled so that we kids can do whatever we want. Instead of going to English this Friday, I am probably going to get have fun, in my room, or outside my room, or in my hall, or somewhere else doing something fun. Or not, maybe I should study. See, I never know what I should do on these breaks since I am failing college. For example today, all Mondays, I don’t have class, so I always put on the day so much to do, I told myself I would study two chapters of Chemistry, do 2 online quizzes, do all my homework and just a ridiculous amount of work, oh yea and go to break dance club for two and a half hours, to be honest, I totally forgot I had to do this until like 10 o clock. Although dance club was productive, I learned how to spin on one hand today; I still don’t know what I should do. I really don’t want to study, because it’s my break, but I don’t want to not study because I am failing. I cannot go home because it takes one hundred dollars to get there, and I don’t really have anything planned to do there and I don’t want to deal with the family. I mean I know that I have to rewrite my essay, and that I can dance because I need to get my spin really good because that would be sick and I would cry once it happens because it would make me so happy, but that’s takes a while and will make me tired, so maybe I will sleep, or take a really long shower just to deal with the time issues. Or I can go to my room, and drown my sorrows in alcohol and then get a strike, or not get a strike, and have a big room party and then make jello shots and then eat food that is bad for me, get fat, learn how to play the harmonica, drop out of school, and play on the street. That would be fun, I guess if I loved doing that, but I love being successful, like the song, I want the money, money and the cars, cars and the hoes, I suppose… I just want to be I just want to be successful, words by drake. But yea due to the lameness of that, I might just be like any teenager and just go with the flow. If there is a lot of soda in my fridge, I will drink it, if there is a naked girl in my room, I’ll tell her to leave, sike, or if there is a toothbrush in my sink, I’ll use it. I don’t know it will be cool, because I am a cool cat. I don’t understand that saying, a cool cat. Does that mean that it is slightly warm slightly cold, I have never seen a actually cat that was “cool” or “popular”. In T.V. shows they usually are the bad guys trying to eat the mouse or the bird. If it is cool thinking about eating a friend of yours, because they are actually friends sometimes in the shows, then yea I guess they are cool, but really I just think cats are pretty lame unless they like saved my life or something, then I would say that those cats are cool and I would worship them like the Egyptians did. That is also found to be ridiculous, why do they think that. They made statues and carved in stones their faces, even put their face on the emperor’s tomb for what? Okay maybe they are mystical because no one knows what their thinking and they seem like they think they are better than you, but like why is that cool, I guess in society if someone thinks their better than you, you try to be their friend so that you feel better about yourself, because some people do that, but were talking about an animal, that we are so much bigger than. Small animals can be eaten like how the Chinese ate cats and dogs, and so why do people think they are so cool. Cool cat, more like conceited cat or cocky cat. Gosh stuff is just ridiculous, like a couple days ago, I sang a song, it was a mix of paper planes and waving flag, it was alright, personally I didn’t totally like it but my friend really did so I sang it with him. So we recorded it, put it on facebook, and almost instantly, people liked it. I thought it was ridiculous. Then after like 2 days there were 16 comments saying how good it was and 25 likes on it. I know that really isn’t that much, but I thought it was ridiculous that people thought it was good, since I am very negatively self conscious, I think that they are all lying, although they probably are not, but still. So I listen and keep listening, and I think it gets worse and worse, so I just end up hating my voice so for an hour I just stopped talking because I was so tired of my voice. Voices are lame, like first person, second person, and third person. While I write, I have having to like make all the tenses and stuff the same and making it like third person and all that stuff, it super dumb. Like why would people do that to people making people lose points by making so many persons. Why can’t there be one person so we can just talk about that one person or not like instead of saying he we could say that guy who isn’t me. Ya dig? I don’t really dig I just wanted to talk because I like how I talk now.