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Well. Here I go again. Right now I'm just trying to write as much as I can so this doesn't look so pathetic. But really, I have nothing to say, or write, for that matter. Wow. I can't believe it's already the end of July. You know what that means: school in thirty days. Last year I was so excited that I would be starting college this year. But now that the time has come, I don't want to go anymore. I don't think I'm nervous, well, I am, but that's not the problem. First off, by going to Penn State, I won't know anyone. Reason being, I went to school in Kansas. This also poses a problem because I'm not familiar with the campus.. so the chances of me not finding my classroom and stumbling in fifteen minutes late are through the roof. Also, there has been talk of a 'special' Friday schedule. Let me just tell you, I had enough trouble with a block schedule in high school. If you make me switch between two totally different schedules in one week, you will find me crying in a fetal position in my closet by the second week. Besides what has already been mentioned, they screwed up my schedule and they expect me to fix it!
"Go online and schedule the classes you want!" so says the counselor.So. You see why I'm not looking forward to my four year sentence. In light of all this, and recently seeing Pirates of the Caribbean, I've decided to skip college and become a scourge of the seven seas. Well.. maybe, I will look into it. My dentist bill would probably be expensive. Anyway, I don't have anything else to write, but I can't leave these few lines at the end. It just wouldn't feel right. I could have nightmares about this post's abrupt end. This is good though. This is okay.
"It won't accept what I enter." I say.
"That's because we decided to make your major Sociology instead of Psychology!" says the counselor.
~scribbled by jen sometime around 6:00 PM
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