crazy.

i think i'm going crazy.

strike that. i think i've always been crazy, but i'm just now starting to not care about keeping that covered up. because, as i've mentioned before, in my family it's okay if you're crazy/upset, just don't let it show. after all, we wouldn't want the nice, normal people of the world to think we're not in totally control of ourselves, would we?

so i've been thinking a lot lately about dropping out of school. i've never liked school. i mean, middle and high school was something you HAD to do. now i don't have to anymore and i can't see why i should continue doing something that's making me so miserable. hm. maybe it's just this semester that's really sucked up the whole experience for me. maybe if i could get in the habit of actually being able to do work and study, things wouldn't be so rough. see, i never actually learned how to study in middle/high school because everything came so easy for me. now, i'm kind of screwed in that department.

so ally and i have decided on a new plan: drop out of school, live on minimum wage for a while, then marry rich. i can see this working.