"Hey, if you wanted to be a doctor, you should have buckled down more in high school."

Worked on the trebuchet from the release of school until 8:15, rushed home, caught the last half of House, and here I am. Still got that English assignment to do. I will say that our trebuchet is mighty sexy, though, and working. And Greg House makes me warm and happy inside.

I hope my counselor’s appointment tomorrow occurs during some class I dislike, like physics or Spanish III. Preferably Spanish III, as it is the most like kindergarten. Yes we know that we're going to learn fourteen verb tenses this year OMFG you've told us fifty-billion times you're not scaring anybody as your class is slow and lame and I'd learn more watching Telemundo. Hopefully not during calculus, as that is when good conversations occur. And I hope the counselor writes a good recommendation.

I'm going to take a shower now.