The Day After...

Guess where I'm sitting?
Actually you wouldn't know cuz i wouldn't want to tell you. Some things i keep to myself. But just a hint, the oh so hated worm might haunt me cuz i opted out of FLE myself. yes that's right. ex-perv me opted out.
So. yesterday was no where near as eventful as I planned it to be. Then again, i couldn't exactly have staged a marrying-askingout-wil you do my taxes act.... arjun said no to that by the way. Anyway, i was glad for like the first five minutes after track was over. then i came home, went to sleep, woke up today, and felt like i could die 5 more months. But that's ok. Talent show? screw it. i really can't sing the song i'm gonna hafta sing. Isn't th CD due like today? yeah i think i'm pretty screwed. I like the pretty in front of the screwed though..
So what's gonna happen today? Hopefully the intensity of my predicament will lessen from now on. It's only a matter of time, right? And if i don't make it happen time will. So from now on i take the bus home. all my bus people again. It's nice, compared to what i'm going to call torture because i had no peace back there. yeah I'd like to see some of my track friends again, especially new people i met on the last day, but it's not gonna happen. And i'm sort of happy. Hope i'm not stuck in purgahellatory for long.
I have lunch next. I love free periods. Yeah friends are like are you insane for opting out of FLE you don't even do anything. Well here, i do whatever I want, and i'm not graded for it.