Goodness.

I feel a little unmotivated. Most likely because no matter how much I seem to think that I indeed understand algebra, I truly do not. Well....maybe it's not an understanding problem, it's an executing problem. You make one mistake and you're screwed, and I am the type to make mistakes.

I would like a friend. A best friend. Someone who's not in a position of authority over me or an acquaintance or someone I feel awkward around or is quasi-dating some slutbag (but that's another post). An honest-to-goodness friend who I love spending time with and can tell anything to. Not someone I want to strangle after an hour or who's too conservative. Someone that I'll meet in----let's all say it together----COLLEGE! Which is eight million years from now so I'm not even getting my hopes up.

And colleges look at GRADES, so I think I'd better go salvage mine.