Fiiieeeerrrce.

Today was great. It started slow because I was pissed about how much the people in my car pulled everything apart last night, but I got over it. What's funny is I usually block Elliot in with my car, but I was angry when I pulled in, so I didn't. When they asked why I didn't I told him that, and I don't think anyone really understood. Makes sense to me though!

I think I'd like to be an RA when I get to college. Not freshman year obviously, but later on. It seems it would be fun. I like being in positions where I'm needed and looked to for help - it makes me feel like I have more purpose in my life.

I like how Gerardo told me that he thinks when I go to Humboldt, I'm going to become a total stoner. It's like, if I've managed through high school where 75% of my friends smoked, I think I can make it through college. It's just something I'm not going to do. I don't need any help to be happy and enjoy my life. I mean, unless you hit me on the head and completely reversed my values (which are set in stone btw, despite how flaky I may appear on the outside), it's just not going to happen.

Tomorrow's Monday. I am so going to make tomorrow the best day ever, and I'm gonna be productive and love it. I think I say that every Monday, but whatever, even better! Ready set go!