But at least I am listening to some good songs right now to correct the wrong from the previous entry. And my Of Montreal CD - the one of the eBay persuasion - came yesterday! Challah.
Ugh. But don't even try to appeal to my bruised intellectual side right now. It's not even like I got a horrible score, but I spent a lot of time telling my parents that "I think maybe I did well" on the test, and now they will probably send me to that Auto-Diesel College (one of the latest wonderfully personal pamphlets I've received). At least I can say I was nominated to that nationalyouthleadersconferencethingamajig to take place this summer. Not that I turned the form in in time to be elected, nor that I wanted to do so, but maybe this will help sweeten the sour bag of crap that my standardized testing has become.
I bought "dressy-casual" clothes today yesterday. That was an experience, a kind of bad one. But I found that my hair looks kind of nice pulled up in a certain way, even if it hasn't been washed in several days.
'Meaningless, meaning less than a game of chess, just like your mother said (and mother knows best).'