there are things that i really *should* be doing right now... things that any other person probably would have already had done by now...

im failing my history class with a D... i have an extra credit asignment due tomorrow that would make it possible for me to pass with a C (probably a low C), but i havnt done it yet, and in all honesty, probably wont do it. i havnt filled out my study guide for the quiz tomorrow, meaning i will probably fail the quiz, becuase i really probably wont end up filling it out before the quiz tomorrow morning...

i did, however, complete my health and wellness extra credit and its not even due untill friday...

i should really finish off my traffic school... im 49% complete and its easy enought to do, since im taking it on-line. i need to get it done before i move so it will all be processed on time, before february when the certificate is due to the courthouse... ah well...

so many things to do...

i honestly dont care though.

what does it matter if i fail my history class? who cares, really? who does it matter to except for myself and if i dont care, then whats the point? i havnt even checked my grades in my other class all sememeter, but really, who cares if i fail it again? whos expectations am i trying to live up to? do you care? why would you? school works for some people... i feel like its just another institution designed to cage us and tell us what we have to do to be somebody someday... if we ever want to succeed (sp?) in life, we have to complete just the right courses in tjust the right amount of time in order to move on to the next school to dedicate the next four years of your life to completing just the right courses so that your life can amount to something. its a cage. its a trap... but its tricky becuase its a phycological trap...

im not buying it.

life can amount to something, degree or no degree...

i just want to be free...

i love sitting here, in my room... green tea and ginger candle buring, bob dylan playing softly from the speakers... the sun shinning through the slider, saturating my lucky bamboo and bonsai umbrella plant... ocassionaly i can smell patchouli... my art works are spread around me and in front of me, begging to be worked on and more thoughts and ideas are swimming in my head... my text books are collecting dust and the post card i have tacked up on the bulliten board says i can sell them back as soon as thrusday, december 13...

i love juanitas newest revelations that she told me about on the phone the other day... i miss juanita...

i love the velvet underground... and jefferson airplane and crasby stills and nash...

i love the heart mobil that sammy made me out of solored contstruction paper and sent me for valentines last year... its been hanging in my room since...

there is more to life than getting a degree and being trapped in school. who is making the rules that you follow?

i love life... i love being free... i love driving with my hand out the window through the country by myself...

i hope you all are well...

peace...