If only I had gotten my shit together. I could've been in LA with you. I could've been hanging out with you in Fernley. I wouldn't have so many questions, especially about if Teenie is preggo. But I've lost touch over the past few years, and now I can't seem to find the will to ask you questions. I feel like I'm intruding on your life. But this was the path I chose, and maybe it's time I give up on wanting to be apart of your life.
Well, I suppose on a Happier note, I am studying for my placement exams. And you're probably thinking, why are you studying for that? Well, because I haven't been in school in almost 8 years. Aside from fractions I use in baking, I don't remember most of it. I also have to brush up on some algebra so that maybe I might be able to skip math or at least not have to take so much of it. Of course, the reading and writing portion will go swimmingly. I read constantly, as much as I can, so it's a bit easier to remember the things that I've learned. And also wanting to be a writer, I practice all of that on a daily basis as well. So just a bit of brush up.
If we can swing it, I want to take three classes. I want to take English and History, and maybe a Humanities course called Coping with Life and Death. Mostly, I want to see how I can handle three classes. I mean I used to take six classes a day in high school right? Well I cut that in half and threw in a little bit of work. I think I can do it as long as I can find a quiet place to study or something. I might be spending an obscene amount of time at the library. If only....
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