Well... everybody's cute... you're cute...

Turns out that I really don't like math after all. I woke up last Tuesday morning and wanted to cry at the thought of having to go to my algebra class. In fact, the memory of it is making me tear up now... I say memory because I wimped out and dropped the class. Two weeks in and I couldn't handle it anymore... there goes my theory about being a generally patient person...

*sigh*

Ever feel like your life could be straight out of the script for a soap opera? I actually had a coworker compare mine to a soap opera she knew once... and just when it's getting fun (in a not really so fun sort of way) then BAM! the big shocker shows up. Or at least, A big shocker, in soap operas the drama never really ends and so, when you think it's finally hit the climax and it can't possible have any more drama, something else happens...

I'm pretty sure it can't get any more dramatic though... I hope so anyway, because that last shocker made a whole lot'o jaws drop...

If it does I may have to get a new supporting cast.

Oh, you thought it was my drama? no, no, no. This time I'm not really involved in the drama, just sitting in the back seat and hoping that I don't get stuck in a car accident because the driver all of the sudden decided to abandon ship.

Wow, maybe people like me are the ones that write the soap opera scripts... because that sounds a lot more dramatic than it really is...

Anyway, small detour there and we're back to me catching you up on my life... By the way, Dallas, are you still reading this? By now you've got to have noticed that I'm a little wacky...

just a little...

So, after having dropped the only class that I didn't like I'm loving school. :-) Music, music, and more music! I'm in two choirs, taking a voice class, and a music fundamentals class (just to make sure I didn't miss anything). Oh and to add another cherry to the top, my friend has his senior recital coming up and he's looking for people to sing the Gloria that he wrote, so I might be doing that too.

I successfully paid off my loan a few weeks ago and I'm trying to save for a truck. If I could have my wish I'd get a Chevy Silvarado circa the late 70s, early 80s. You know, the old ones with the real wide bench seat so you can cram all your friends into it without somebody sitting on an arm rest. There's one sitting in a front yard around the block and the owner only wants $2500 for it, but it's been sitting there a while, so I don't even know if it drives...

Well, there's a good amount of text here, none of which is really worth reading, but thanks for your time anyway! Glad you join me in my crazy rantings :-)

Samia