Laziness

...is retarded.

And confusing. For the first three years of high school, I did almost no work. I took notes in class, but I never actually cared about what was going on. I was lazy as hell, and it got me a 96 average. Senior year was a bit of a bump in the road (the only time I actually worked my ass off, and my average was a good dozen points lower). Now I get to college, which in all honesty is no more difficult academically than high school, and in some cases is noticeably easier. I'm only now realizing that the programs at St. Bernard (with a few glaring exceptions) really were a cut above the rest. In any case, without college being hard, I managed to pull a 1.16 last semester (that's a D- average, kids) and the best case scenario for this semester is about a 2.50. Yay C. My consolation is that my best friend, who I consider at least as smart as me, though maybe with different concentrations of knowledge, is doing about the same over at UConn.

I don't know what the point of that was. Actually, I'm pretty certain I didn't have one, which is pretty kickass. Rambling is amazing. Try it.

I was bored the other night and, for some reason, made a "List of People Who Are of Extreme Importance to Me." It's pictures of maybe two dozen people, with about a paragraph about each of them. It's basically a project that a third grader might do, but for whatever reason, I'm kind of proud of it. It was fun to do. Also, Sarah and Kate, find me good pictures of you so I don't have to use the doofy/embarassing/incriminating ones I've collected on my hard drive.