summer and life

I absolutely cannot wait for summer to come! Albeit, I'll eventually have to come back up here to take summer school and such. I don't mind summers in Berkeley because the weather's A LOT nicer than being in sweltering LA. I mean, it even drizzles during summer here. Like, yesterday, the radio guy said "OOH. it's going to be hot today! It's 50 degrees!" Meanwhile, Dallas Raines in LA says " It's going to be chilly today, it's 50 degrees!"

I absolutely hate it when I speak to counselors for advice and all they tell me is that I won't be able to do what I want to do. Why is my tuition paying these people to tell me I can't amount to anything in life? Aren't they here to reassure me that I can achieve my dreams no matter what? What's the point of listening to them? I'm gonna have to tread these scary waters on my own. I'm an adult after all! :)

My parents have pointed out that I have a problem with people looking at me. I know, I do have that problem. But, isn't it annoying that people are looking at you? It makes me wonder if there's something wrong with me that propels them to look at me. Is there something on my face? Did my hair turn into snakes like Medusa? Did I accidentally tattoo my face like Mike Tyson? The reason I bring this up is that the person at the table across from me keeps turning around to look at me. And there's noone else behind me, so I'm not being paranoid. I'm weird.... (as you can tell by this long diatribe)

Also, after taking French and biology classes, my spelling in English has gotten worse. sadness

PS David Bowie is hot in that weird androgynous way.....
I like weird people though....