What kinda scary clowns came to your birthday party?

Oct 24, 2008 12:40

Woop woop.

My English class is gone, mercifully, but now, for some unknown and unnatural reason, I'm failing French. I do not understand this. I do believe I'm going to have to drop that as well, which will leave me with about... 11 hours. Out of the 30 needed per year for LIFE. Not that it'll matter, the 3.0 GPA is not something that looks too likely right now, so in all, it won't matter.

I talked to this interesting little fellow today who asked bizarre questions with an air of dire importance, and he brought up the possibility of contractual studies. He also informed me of Columbia's improv troupe and referred to Second City :D That makes twice in a week that it was brought up by people other than me.

Things have seemed strange lately. It seems like I reached a certain point, and now the universe is sending me barrages of messages telling me what to do. Or at least encouraging and guiding. It's hard to explain. All weird occurrences are up for interpretation.

I feel like there was something I wanted to say. Maybe.
Anyway. I'm off to go find something white to wave in defeat.

school, weird junk, failure, rambling

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