Summer school was invented by Hitler's shoulder devil

I come with with explanations.

You see, after I had posted saying HEYGUYSILOVEYOULETMECOMEBACKANDPOOOOOOOOOST I had a slight falling out with my parents. I'll spare you the details because I'm sure you really don't want to know and because I'm lazy, but just know that they went a little...completely insane extreme.

Long story short, I got grounded from the internet. Wooooo isn't that fun?

Accurate representation of my face

Now I have been freed from my sentence of productivity and finding creative ways to procrastinate. I was actually freed about two months ago, but that brings me to my next point.

Summer School. Duh Duh Duuuuuuuuhhhhhh.

No, I didn't fail a grade or anything like that, but my mother is extremely into academia, so I'm taking college courses to boost my... intelligence I guess.
I just misspelled intelligence the first four times I tried. I suppose we can all see how well that is working out.

I'm taking French 101 right now, and lemme tell ya that has been an adventure. I'm dyslexic, so my mother language has been interesting to understand at times. Let's add another one! That's a great idea!

This is the physical representation of my brain. Well, the literal physical representation of my brain is a blob of oozy brain matter, but you get what I mean.

Plus I got a job. Woo go me. It's actually doing html, css, and javascript coding, so that's exciting. It's not that I dislike the work exactly, but I am chronically lazy and my summer has been packed.

I've had the equivalent of a nine-to-five because of my class and work schedules, plus a crapton of homework every night. Plus crazy mother demanding A's out of a college class. I haven't had much down time.

This has taught me two very important lessons.

One, I cannot handle a nine-to-five. I hate to be overly cliche here, but I'm more of a free spirit type. I can work extremely hard, but if I don't have variety in the subject of my intensity, I tend to go a little bit mad. And expect blood if you take away my opportunity for creative expression.

Two, never ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever take classes over the summer semester ever. They are the devil. If you have a 4 credit class, which would cover a decent amount of material every week in a normal semester, and you put it in a semester with half the time, you will want to kill yourself. You not try to convince yourself that you can fit more classes into a year that way. You will only rain misery down upon yourself.

Welcome to class everyone

So I guess the reason I'm here is to say I quite like blogging. I'm one of those people who attempts to compensate for my lack of physical attractiveness with a witty sense of humor, so it's a match made in heaven. I make no promises about posting regularly because see Image C, but I have a desire to say screw you world I'm going to do what I want.