"What we play is life."

I want to go to college. Very badly. I want to pack up my stuff, say goodbye to high school, and move into a dormitory at Pullman. Now.

I'm so tired of lit terms and ORP books and calculus homework and waking up at 5 am to get to jazz band... I'm sick of it. I'll do it, and I might even like some of it (the jazz band part), but I don't want to. I'm done. I got into college, I've applied for a billion scholarships, why can't I just be done?

Oh well.

Actually my ORP book might be interesting too. I've decided to read The Winter's Tale, which is one of Shakespeare's plays in which the name "Hermione" pops up. Since my dog is named Hermione (originally after the Harry Potter character... the other three puppies in her litter were accordingly named Padfoot, Prongs, and Sophie, although Sophie had nothing to do with HP), I thought it would be appropriate. Besides, I liked reading Hamlet. However, I might have to consult FB occasionally... if it's as hard as Hamlet I'll be needing some help.

AP tests.... I dread them. I don't want to take the calculus one. I'm going to be really sad if I don't pass it, because that would mean I have to take a math class at WSU, and with my integrated background that's likely to be a trig course. Ugh. I don't really care about passing English... it would be awesome, but I don't need to skip an English class in college. I could bear with taking one.

As for the dormitory part of college, I printed off that list on Caitlin's LJ. It's way too extensive, but a lot of it is helpful. I'm not too worried about the dorm life... I stayed overnight with Amanda when I went to audition, and it didn't particularly bother me. So that'll be fine. And if I get the roommate I requested, it'll be even better.

Blah blah blah... time to go to work. Eww. But necessary.

Dropped my car off today. I'm really getting sick of not having a car. I didn't want to leave it there... I wanted to drive it back home and take it to school tomorrow. Poor car baby.

They gave us a huge Nissan SUV thing to drive while they fix my car. Needless to say, dad will be driving the huge SUV thing while I drive his car.

Tomorrow we're going in to transfer my money for transmission-installation into parental accounts so they can write the checks or whatever. While we're there, we'll also get a checking account set up for me... finally. :)

Martha put this idea into my head... she was reading a book about Narcisstic Parents and their Children, or something like that. She described some of the characteristics to me, and oh my god, they describe my mom perfectly. I need to find that book and read it.

Today my mom yelled at me for using the wrong tone of voice. She snidely asked what I was doing on the computer. I said I was doing scholarships. She said "oh really?", again, snidely, as if she didn't believe me. I said "yeeeees..." and she started yelling at me. God I hate her. "We did this and this for you and when you leave we'll finally have some time to ourselves, and I've wanted to travel all my life and when you leave I'll finally be able to, and you should be more grateful than you are because of all I've done for you" and on and on and on. All I did was drag out the word "yes" because I was surprised that she didn't believe me when I said I was doing scholarships.

*sigh*

I am counting the days till I can leave for college. As soon as summer starts, my life begins. I'll be working full-time, saving up to buy an iPod, a laptop, and a digital camera. I'll go dorm shopping with a few different people... with my mom (she'll pay for this stuff, so I'd better do it first), my roommate (my G-Falls buddy Stephanie), and Tameh (if she remembers). Very excited. After that, it's college time.