Update

Hey, wanted to give an update... this is so hard, because I don't actually want people to know WHO this actually is, so I can't give very detailed descriptions of what I've been up to, because I don't want them to know it's me.
 I feel like a name is a big part of your identity, and since my parents picked a name for me based on other things, their own feelings (I was named after old ancestors) I have a weird name. They didn't think of me. I want to think of my kids and give them sexy names, because I want my kids to be amazing and gorgeous and star children. Wes is probably the hottest name I can think of, maybe because all the Wes' I've know have been incredibly hot. Ada is a beautiful name too; beautiful, not sexy, and that's what you want. Guys are hot, girls are beautiful. Way of the world.

ANYWAYS. semesters almost over. I'm struggling with this class, Logic. I know I'm going to fail it unless I get an amazing grade on my final. The only way that would happen is if I started right now, teaching myself form the book everything we have learned this entire semester. Because LITERALLY, I haven't done any of the homework expect for the first assignment, skipped 20% of the classes, have no idea what any of this is. I did understand the first couple points though. So, I have a dilemma, I've never failed a class before, gotten below a B on a class before... and how could that effect  my overall career? Realistically, not very much, if I keep up my normal grades of A's and Bs'. And, I guess I have to take another math class, which will totally suck. but I'll just do an easy math class or something. no biggie. Maybe D and I can take a class together. That would be great. I mean, you guys have to believe, I am extremely lazy. I cannot wrap my mind around staying up all night studying, for something I have no interest in. I'm old fashioned in the way that I think that the point of tests are to test what you have learned and retained in the class and are going to remember all your life, not what you shoved into your brain last night and are going to forget the minute you walk out of the room. But I guess I have to cheat the system. Cause everyone else does, and I'm not gonna get ahead being the nice guy. Nice guys finish last.

Ah well.
Love,
Summer