nothing of any interest has happened.
which is a little bit of a lie, but whatever.


in order of importance:

ONE: i got a job interview.
after applying to TWENTY-FOUR FUCKING PLACES, i have been asked [by an automated email, no less] to schedule myself for an interview at macy's in mission viejo. commence worrying/nervousness. hopefully my dedication to the bookstore [four years XD!] and my classy/aesthetically-pleasing resume will get me a job, because i need it. i don't really need the money, i just need to get out of my house on a semi-regular basis because parents/not having a car is making me crazy. mainly the pointless arguing with my parents about how i don't have a job yet and how i'm not trying hard enough that i can't help but translate into USELESS. DRAIN. WORTHLESS. but thankfully i can shut the fuck up about that for at least two days and focus on 1. interview clothes and 2. the interview. i'm nervous.

TWO: grades?
i did better this semester than first, but not by much. B, B , B , A-, A. i'm not that impressed, actually. eh.

THREE: um... i cleaned my room?
i have been stuck in this house too much. i miss being able to do what i want. i'm sick of having to ask to go EVERYWHERE, usually days in advance. i thought this summer would be better, but hopefully if i get a job i'll be able to do more [counter-intuitive, i know.]

FOUR: i beat resident evil 5. twice.
too. much. time.

FIVE: i've read eight or so books. in the past week.
i'm alone with my thoughts too much, so i fill my head with other worlds.


so essentially i'm underwhelmed with summer, i have no job, and i have plenty of book recommendations.
fantastic.

somehow i have a B in philosophy, thanks to my C on the first midterm.
i am not questioning the grading system.

also, i retract everything bad i have ever said about philosophy.
besides the fact that is a worthless, pointless class.
that is just a cold hard fact.
:D