Summer

I am not looking foward to summer. I think I'm going to be too busy. School's been out for eight hours and I'm already stressed out.

Let's do the math:

I'm going to be doing two internships: one at YLI and one at an architecture firm in Larkspur.

I'm going to be taking two classes: BIO 100 at College of Marin and an advanced career management ROP class at MCOE.

I'm going to write six essays: Five for AP Bio and one for AP English 11.

I'm going to answer/define 91 questions/terms: 31 for AP Bio and 60 for AP US History.

I'm going to read 763 pages: 148 for AP Bio, 443 for AP English 11, and 172 for AP US History.

I've got 69 days in which to do it all.

Believe it or not, I wanted to hang out with my friends this summer. I wanted to go to as many plays as I could, and I wanted to usher at the Marin Shakespeare company. I wanted to get my driver's license. I wanted to go running in the mornings. I wanted to keep a dream journal. I wanted to learn a new song on my clarinet. I wanted to make some money.

I borrowed Les Miserables from KK like a year ago. I still haven't finished it. Now I never will. I won't have time. Ever.
ttyl