Monotone

It's 5 o'clock Friday morning and I'm still up. My dad is talking to my mom in the Philippines. Scott's stubbornly sleeping in the living room while I'm in my parents' room feeling much more cool.

There are two weeks left of school and I really wish they would go by faster. But wait, what the hell am I talking about. These PAST two weeks went by like a fuckin' cheetah chasing after a sickly gazelle. Or some shit that goes on in crazyass Africa. I've been a bad boy. I haven't been going to class and using the death of my uncle as an excuse. I don't know what's going on, but my mentality is slipping drier than my elbows. I'm swamped with overdue assignments, and I can only blame my fatass. And to think I'm leaving De Anza with the mindset I left high school - apathetic and downright lazy. I can't do this at Davis.

However, I feel like everything will fall into place. I don't really think I will be penalized as much; half my teachers are really chill this quarter, while the other half are pretty fair and understanding. I seriously just need to lock myself in my room, whoops I mean living room and get to work. BUT. It's hard trying to focus when 5 other people are walking about back and forth through the rooms. That's why I love working at night. Everyone is asleep and I have the kitchen and living room all to myself. The night is my freedom.

But yeah. That's how I'm feeling right now. I think the next blog will be just a bunch of random rants and annoyance lately. I gotta keep a list of it; they keep slipping in and out of my mind. It's soo stupid.


with seven more days at De Anza (omg really? wtf!),
Ricardo Juni