The useless life of a teenage drama queen

Well, it's a new year! And I know I'm just realizing this two months late...so my apologies to you all. =) Anyways, playing Webfoot volleyball has taken up a bunch of my time and I don't mind one bit. School has also taken up a lot of my time, and to me it's all just a waste of my time lately. I turned in an application to be a Mr. Bulldog junior coordinator, but was denied the honor because of my schedule. So now I am trying, not very hard though, because I really don't want to, to find a job. But then I think, I'm only sixteen and I have the rest of my life to work. But then my mom says, well, you have to pay for college somehow. And then a whole bunch of useless thoughts pop into my head, like, why go to college? And then that's where my life gets complicated. I would be going to college for other reasons than to get an education, in all honesty. Well, an education would be the benefit actually.... so that's a plus. Ya, so now I'm starting to think about colleges, which I have hardly even looked into yet. And today in English, our teacher handed us our papers on things we need to accomplish to be able to graduate, and another paper saying there's a career field trip coming up in a month at the lane county fair grounds. And then all of a sudden I just got so overwhelmed! It was as if a ton of bricks just hit me in the face. But it was really my friend Briana Wipplinger because I wasn't listening to her, cuz I was thinking about the heap of responsibility that was oh so suddenly thrust upon me, and so she slapped me in the face with her book "One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest". Which I happen to be reading also at the moment, because we are in a college fiction literature class. And I personally think that book is one of the best thins I have ever read. I haven't finished it yet, but so far it's given me ... something intelligent, I don't know. But it's a good book. It's written by Ken Kesey, who apparently is a creep that lived in Springfield and had a thing for blueberry farms. He also got paid to do LSD lab studies...which is pretty sweet if you're getting paid for it. And speaking of English class, I'm taking spanish and I don't think I've ever hated anything so bad in my entire life. I loathe this class entirely and the teacher too. She has no idea what us students are saying half the time and it's annoying to have to repeat ourselves for hundreds of times over and over again. The only reason I go to that class every single day is because of one of my best friends, Larry. Someone has to help with his work! And I guess I'm the only patient (stupid) person to help him. And he's really funny too. He's actually probly the reason I failed my spanish final. I don't really pay attention in that class. We get in trouble almost all the time, so our teacher gave us assigned seating. And we are exactly opposite accross the room from each other. ...so we talk loudly :) But I don't think she minds loudness. I actually think she's deaf, because there's a lot of mexicans cussing in english pretty loudly in that class and she never hears them...it's pretty odd to me. But whatever. I don't care. Hmm....I don't really like History that much either. But, Mr. Martin is my favorite teacher. He's just a bit crazy in the head though. But he's the only teacher I've had that actually cares about the students. He's a pretty good guy. Anyways, I have this awesome trip to Las Vegas coming up and I"m pretty excited...even though there's limited things I can do there, since I'm only sixteen. But it's ok! Because I"ll be playing volleyball the whole time I'm down there. And it's gonna be amazing. We're also going to Reno one of these days. I want to take a road trip. By myself, I think. For about a month, and just go everywhere and do everything. I think that sounds super fun right now. But maybe I should get a job so I can have gas $ and just $ in general so I can actually do fun stuff on this road trip because a lot of fun these days all cost $. So...until next time my fellow Americans...and you others....