The new school semester starts on September 6. I have 3 classes this semester. Math 017, Biology 106, and Sociology 101. I am so freaking excited, it’s unbelievable. Seriously. I’m tired of being in this house. I *need* to get out. I’m tired of being around my father. Ever since he lost job last month, he’s been up my ass (not literally of course), I’ve been going mad. Not that I’m not ‘mad’ anyways, but he fucking wants me to punch him in the face for annoying me so much.
In other news, my classes take up 4 days a week, which is great for me. It means that I’ll be away from this horrible house, at least for 4 days a week. Plus, I need time to myself. Next semester, I might take up 4 classes, just so I can have the excuse of being out of the house even more. I need to take a 2nd science to graduate, so I’ll be taking Chemistry. I’ll also be taking a language, probably Spanish.. since there’s tons of Spanish speaking people in the city. The other two classes will most likely be psychology related.
In other news, I’m writing a book. It’s not one of those professionally written books that are so awesome. It’s a book based entirely on satire. It’s a fake self-help book. And it has a disclaimer in it. “This book is fake, do not follow the advice in this book. It’s based on satire, and if you follow the advice in this book, you’re an idiot.” Hehe.
