Today is one of those kinds of days where a bird shits on your backpack, you've got a stuffy nose, and a fat headache reaches you when you get home.
So I made the huge mistake of talking to the most annoying, brattiest person I've met in a while for more that 40 seconds before my piano class. He sat next to me, asked to use my earphones, and simply wouldn't shut his mouth. I need to change keyboards.
Today is my little sister's birthday. She's fourteen now and it's weird to think that at her age I was already chasing girls and getting into trouble at school. I don't know how I feel about that...
as I face the loss of my family's home, unemployment, debt, and the regular pressure of academics, I begin to wonder what the hell I am going to do. I'm in desperate need of a job, but no one hires in the first month and a half of the new year.
I hope I'm not screwed. But it's not so bad. I never cared much about bank bullies or nice houses. All I really want is to have a good quality of life. I realized that's all I want
I begin the semester at City College, and I've never been so willing to go to school. I'm only taking French, Advanced Music Theory, and Class Piano. I didn't bother to take math this semester, simply because I hate it. I'll just take it next semester along with the other pain in the ass classes.