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| i suck at life. or maybe just calculus...but seriously, i have never had to work this hard in a class EVER in my whole life...and i still have a completely sucky grade...again, the worst i've ever had my whole academic career. and go figure, this is the time that colleges are seriously going to look at my grades.
AAAAAARRRGH!! <that's how i feel. i've decided i hate college, and i'm not going. so there.
to sleep or not to sleep--that is the question:
whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
the tests and quizzes with tired minds,
or to take arms against a sea of homework
and, by opposing, obtain detention. to sleep, to stay up late
no more--and by a sleep to say we end
the itchy eyes and the thousand brain-dead comments
that mouths are heir to--'tis a consummation
devoutly to be wished. to rest, to sleep--
to sleep, perchance to fail. ay, there's the rub,
for in that sleep of relief, what projects lay undone,
when we have passed out at the computer table for the millionth time,
must give us pause. there's the thought
that makes one forego a good night's rest.
for who would bear the whips and scorns of IB coursework,
the teacher's wrong, the straight-A student's arrogance,
the pangs of bad grades, the constant lack of sympathy,
the staying up late for the millionth time just to fail again,
when he himself might a long respite take
with a warm bed and pillow? who would such burdens bear,
to grunt and sweat under mounds of work,
but that dread of what will happen when we wake up,
the threat of failing, of graduation taken away,
and the quick adieu to higher education
makes us rather bear those ills we have
than slip into unconsciousness for a brief, wonderful time.
thus homework doth make cowards of us all,
and thus the notion of glorious sleep
is overshadowed by the shocking thought of failure,
and contemplation of great rest and relaxation
with this regard their currents turn awry
and lose the name of dormancy.
-- Hamlet (oh wait, that's not what he said? hmm... )
and in conclusion, i put up a new profile picture. 
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| here i go again (on my owwwwnnn! haha just kidding) with the whole sucking at the updating thing.
i have been sucked into the myspace world, and that takes up all of my internet time, pathetically.
so anyways, about my life. my
grades sucked this quarter and i've decided that i'm not gonna get into
college. but whatever.
on a lighter note,
i went to a rooney concert last monday and I MET ROBERT CARMINE.
i have a picture of us. it was freaking awesome. the academy
is and all american rejects were great too, but rooney was the best.
on a random note, i really want this shirt:
http://homepage.mac.com/carpetback/iblog/C1237449076/E20051102193525/Media/Pasted%20Graphic.jpg
p.s. there jem. happy now? you're not gonna sick moronho on me, are you? lol
p.p.s. i hate westfield. really, truly, i do.
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| so i have completed my first week of senior year! all my classes
are pretty cool...the only ones i'm worried about are IB french II and
AP calculus. both on blue days, may i add. so i'm
definitely liking gold days better so far. but all in all, i
think it'll be a pretty good year. ya know, not counting all the
IB testing and college application stress and all that. 
burke festival tomorrow and sunday...if you're only going to go one
day, go on sunday because we're dancing. it'll be awesome.  plus, you can wish me a happy birthday because I WILL BE SEVENTEEN (finally!) ON SUNDAY!
and to completely change the subject, i heart phantom planet.
they have to come back to DC before i go off to college next year...if
they don't, i will be quite upset.
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| okay, i know, i competely suck at updating.
i really don't have that much to say...my life is pretty effing boring,
most of the time. school is starting soon, and i am so NOT
looking forward to it.
one more year...
on a more exciting note, i now have a music video for this thing!
hey, i thought it was pretty cool. matt bellamy and the rest of
muse rock my socks.
oh yeah, and my birthday is coming up in...19 days! i will finally be 17.
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