Grumble Grumble

Well, I'm stumped again. I thought I had finally decided on U of I, but then Friday Kirby told me that she got in to Rice, and I kinda did tell her I'd go to Houston if she went to Rice, so I don't know what to do. It turned into a discussion over lunch during the field trip, and just about everybody thought I should go to Houston, except Chris Defalco and Mrs. Joyce. Houston, meanwhile, looks suckier all the time.

Anyway, tomorrow is the big let's-take-a-test-to-see-if-you-did-the-review- for-the-AP-exam in Calculus. I'm steeling myself to get my first C for a quarter in high school, possibly even a semester. 3rd quarter was great, 4th quarter has sucked.

I'm currently writing the essays for the Pihos scholarship, which of course is for U of I. I have to get some crap notarized tomorrow and have Mom run it out to her office while I interview for the David Koch Scholarship. Joy.

Wore my MIT shirt today, just to remind myself of why I'm in this big stupid mess.