24 March, 2000

I just think it's so funny how things work out.

And I'm really not stoked about next year.

Like, I'm excited to have my senior year or whatever, but I don't want to have to go to college and get a job, raise a family, and make car payments.  It's going to suck, because I have no desire to stay in school long enough to get a job that will allow me to live the lifestyle I want to (ie Med Skool to become a brain surgeon or whatever).  I'm happy sitting at home on the computer, typing away at some pointless journal that nobody in their right mind would bother to read.  I'm content.

Except not really, because I hate most of my friends most of the time, I don't like the way things are always completely laid out for me, I don't have a job even though I've been applying at various locales since December, and so forth.

Ah well.