So Tonight I went over to Lola's house, and got to see mst of my away at college friends again. It was rather enjoyable. we started talking though about colleges and classes and such, and I asked if I'd have to take a lot of math for a Biology degreee, and they all looked at me and are like um yeah! I have obvisouly been severely missinformed on this subject. My mom told me I wouldn't have to take much for math as a biology major. Now I should have seen this coming, because I always have to make things difficult for my self (just take a look at what I'm doing to myself in painting, and you'll agree) and seeing how maht is my worst subject, obviously I'd pick a major that involved a lot of it. damn you stupid girl, why do you have to be a academic masochist? *whimper* I've also been wondering lately if medicine is what I really want to go into, or did I just decided to go inot it so I'll be "sucessful"? It would really suck if I got like my 8 years of school done, and decide no, I want to be a park ranger or something instead. It kind of feels like from now on I'm going to be exhausted until I retire. And that's a whole lot of years fo exhaustion. But really, if I decide to be a doctor, and actually find someone to get married too. I'm going to want a family, and of course I'll want my kids to have fabolous opportunities, and I'll want to have hobbies of my own etc etc. I'll basically never get to sleep. Maybe my drug dealership will come in hadny, all the speed I can handle right?
Ok, and I'm done freaking out. I think this is the first time I'm published one of my where is my life going freakouts. hope you enjoyed my moments of insanity. I usually put them in my paper journal, so if Mr. D ever actually read it, he'd probably give me the are you alright talk as well. But anyway, today was the first snowfall of the year, as you probably already read. I went out and made a snowman, and he was pathetic. He's about 2 feet high, because that's all the snow I could make stick in a snowman shape. I cleared a good portion of the front lawn in the process as well. And I let my brother take me for a ride on his new snowmobile, though now I smell like snowmobile yuck. But I had totally forgotten how to drive on ice. I got to the stop sign by the higway, and almost slid right across. I was terrified, and really glad I had ABS. Then on the way home, my windows were way foggy, and just as they were beginning to clear I drive into like this wall of fog or snow or somehting. And I had my brights on, os I couldn't see a thing. And it jsut kept getting thicker the farther I went. Os I going about 45-50 trying to find my corner, which is hard to find on clear night, and did actually find it first try, but it was really scarry. Because at one point I could see nothing but the moon, about five feet in ether direction of my car, and lots and lots of fog/snow. And it was 18 degrees. BRRRRRrrrrrr. So guys, just to let you know, we live in Hell. and I mean it literally, if I go to Hell, this is what it will be.
Sorry this is a really negative post, so if you were looking forsomething inspirational/happy, i'll give youa nice quote.
~Valentine's Day is a holiday invented by greeting card companies to make people feel like crap.

She was also kind enought to wake me up from my summer naps to "do something". And she was nice enough to stop on the way home form King Arthur to et my somethign warm when I had a fever. And that is the wonder that is Wonder Woman. Until next time. Havea wonderful weekend.