the fork in the meatloaf [the road (i.e. C O U R S E S E L E C T I O N)]

today was one of those days where you kind of think you might pull out a lighter from your schoolbag and light your desk on fire, using your homework and your white-out as an accelerant, because you're so fucking I R R I T A T E D & A N X I O U S.

the only (HA) reason i felt like this was because that ridiculously long, anxiety-inducing, terrifyingly official-looking paper that poses the question that's not quite easy to answer...

SCIENCE PATHWAY

and

ANY OTHER PATHWAY

ironically, this paper is due friday the 13th; how amusing.

so anyway, it's only hard to decide because you need over 80% in math 436... which i'm not going to pass, let alone get 95 in.
well, the thing is, i don't really even want to go into science.
i want to go into fine arts, but honestly, where the bloody hell is that going to get me?
N O W H E R E .

so i decided no science; electives --> visual arts 5 and north american lit.
oh, and sound engineering (it was between that and flash animation).

people need to stop being such assholes about it and stop stressing us out.
thank yo o uu u u uuuu.



so my mom made supper and it was just the most retro thing i have ever seen: meatloaf, soggy baked french fries, brussels sprouts, and fresca. it was so 1950's that i just had to take a picture.

yum.