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To: Southern Arizona, weather of
Re: Thanks

As I am wont to do about everything, I was having second thoughts about my college decision, given that I was talking to a guy who is having a blast at ASU honors college. However, your spirited heat today has hardened my resolve to leave. Kthx. You've made my life marginally easier.

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I've had zero drive to do anything the past couple of days other than exercise, futz around livejournal, and watch Depeche Mode concerts when I'm not playing Final Fantasy VII. Maybe this is a sudden acute of Senioritis. I've been out of class a lot for AP testing the past week, which is my excuse for not having done homework in that same amount of time. Frankly, I just don't care anymore. Of course I'll get on the job at the last possible second and throw everything into the 'in' box right before grades are finalized, but I just want to veg this last month of high school. Just like everybody else.

Graduation announcements came in on Monday. I think they're tacky, but Mom and Dad insisted. They don't make graduation seem any more 'real' or anything profound like that. I'm still not comprehending that as of a month from today, I will be a graduate, and in the state of Arizona my relationship with my boyfriend will be illegal.

The Science Olympiad banquet in on Friday. That should prove interesting, Gods all willing.

I'm craving chips and salsa, but given that half the house is on the Zone diet, and another fourth is avoiding carbs, we have no chips. Blast. And there damn well better be good Mexican food in San Francisco, because my tastes in food run about three-quarters Asian and one-quarter Southwestern American / Mexican / Tex-Mex / you get the idea.

I'm going to commit suicide before the Saguaro Unplugged concert on Tuesday. I've been sleeping during guitar class instead of actually, y'know, playing. Yes, I know I had this coming. And, for those who are interested, I'll be performing "Space Oddity" by David Bowie with zychi, the latter of whom is going to end up pulling a good share of the weight since he's badass on the guitar already.

NSA Prom this Saturday; Saguaro Prom next Saturday. I've got such a rousing social roster up this month, considerably less hectic than last month's. Seriously, I've got high hopes for the proms this year. I've already accepted that (at least at the latter prom) the music is going to suck ass, but beyond that, it'll be good times. Which reminds me that I need to make those reservations at PF Chang's goddamnit I completely forgot about that until now.

I fail as a good date. I won't be getting none after prom now.

I need to start writing again. I miss it so very much, and I've gotten so very rusty.