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Oh, hah. May not need one, but one *sometime* would be nice... since the extra-creamy, 100% "pure" *ahem* lurve seems to have spread like a big thick blanket of margarine to suffocate all those who do not have extra "breathing" aids. /scary bitter imagery

Anyway, I'm thinking probably no chem camp, so I want prom date! Whose name isn't one of the scary one's my oh-so-helpful friends have been suggesting for me.

Wow. Life's normalish.

Bleah. I'm tired. Soooo....

Well, I'm officially going to Harvey Mudd. Almost; I need two wallet-sized photos. But I have a few I can crop and try to print out. Or I'll ask Becky for one. But anyway, Dad has no objections, and I'm very happy with my decision. The angst has more or less evaporated. Now it's just the impatience. I want out of Redondo. I want out of newspaper (not too soon, and I'll be happy to finish out the year. But once I'm done, I want out...). I want out of stupid classes. I want sleep. I don't want work. I want a breathing apparatus. And a can of extra-strength, 100% pure lurve.

So I was over at Dad's tonight. Isaac's much easier to deal with over there. And it was nice to see Dad and Isaac again; I haven't been seeing too much of Dad lately, and it was nice. I'll be moving back after the honeymoon, so that'll be good. I don't know about staying during the summer. I need to register for physics. Icky, but oh well. If I'm going to Mudd...

So yeah. I'm very happy, not doubting. Now I don't know aobut scholarships and stuff. They take it out of my package, so... the motivation's almost gone. I'll ask Mrs. Morris, but I've eliminated work-study, and $2000 is not that much in loans. And they're subsidized.

Life is (gasp) pretty steady right now. I got a perfect on my chem test (yay, first all year) and I'm getting the hang of the labs. For journalism, we're not coming out for 4.5 weeks, and right now we're notifying new editors and planning senior stories. Not too stressful. And I really don't care about APs, since I'm not continuing my Spanish (I'm pretty sure I'll pass) and English doesn't count for anything much anyway (and I'm also pretty sure about passing). And after those...school's pretty much out. So since life's going fine, it's probably time to start doing some writing and thinking.