Wellz, the week's over. I'm finding myself more and more attracted to weekends as school looses all of its glory to me. I guess girls had a lot to do with my reasoning in liking school.

Not going to LA tommorow x( . Maybe riverside, but that's no fun. Maybe my dad'll at least let me drive the streetbike he is buying. He went shopping for trucks at a chevy dealer today. Chevy sux at making cars .. the only one i was even slightly interested in was the cavalier .. and they've discontinued the camaro lineup. gay.

Didnt go with all the FBLA maniacs either. I'm real jealous of them peoples.. having fun, being completely free and all for a weekend. Shit, it's like college before college. The tyler's (lol, pretty much the only whiteboys in the club) are goin to hooters sometime over the weekend and supposedly are gonna be drivin around past 2 in the morning. God I'd give anything to be with 'em. I'm joining next year fo' sho.

Just to reassure myself I took some IQ tests online and consistently scored around 138. Looking it up, it means I'm smarter than 99% of the worlds population. And my parents dont think I'll get a job. Course I'm not a brainchild like Einstein either.. oh well.

Oh speaking of that. I took more than IQ tests. I went through some career tests and stuff. I've definitely changed from the computer-science/mathematics major that I was destined for last year. As alot of you have probably guessed by my musings in LJ/KIH, I've become more spotted towards philosophy and the theoretical thinking club of careers.

I really need a haircut. If I dont do somethin real soon, I'm gonna have something like a mullet. Ewww. I g2 get rid of my long hair on the back of my head.. but i wanna keep my bangs.. lolz, I'm gon' do something drastic on sunday, but I dont know what yet.

I wanna get to know some of my friends a bit better. The more I talk around, the more I realize that everybodies in this teenage cycle of failed relationships, philosophical thinking, and tremendously intertwined friendships. At least everybody at Troy. Nevertheless, everybody has their own stories; and I love stories.

Well, I wanna get started on something, but I dont know what. I thought about taking up my old passion with computers. But I dont know. I dont wanna write or anything either. Despite the compliments I get, i refuse to believe that I am a good writer. Everything I write is jumbled and messy. I think I'll just end up reading about history/math/science.