It's much later than I thought. Of course my thoughts didn't make any sense, now that I think about. But whatever.
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I've been spacing for like the longest time. I'm having a really tough time paying attention. Like I have to remember that the teacher is talking or else I'm busy drawing faces on my erasers. Or spacing out and thinking how cool it would be to go back in time to like WW2 and stuff like that. (Daydreaming about past wars is a common activity for me in my history class since it's all basically a review.... LITERALLY!). Sometimes I wonder what it would be like if major historical events were the exact opposite. Like what exactly would happen if the Americans lost the revolutionary war? Just stuff like that...
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I was going to start this out by writing the lyrics to a Beatles song but got freaked out by the time... I keep singing:
What would you do if I and out of tune?
Would you get up and walk out on me?
Learn me your ear and I'll sing you a song,
And I'll try not to sing out of key.
I get by with a little help from my friends
And Then I just repeat that part over and over again....
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I was thinking about the future, mostly because my brother was talking about transferring to a different college. And I totally spazzed out(Which meant I went really quite and ignored them basically). I spazzed because I keep saying I want to be a pyschologist, but then I think I'm going to be really bad at it. And it's not something I want to do. But i don't really want to do anything. And I need a job and I figure pyschology pays pretty good. And I'm rather smart so I'll probably do a good job even if I think I won't. but then I think It's not going to be any fun and I'll end up doing what I do now, and just ignore my work until last minute and fantasize about drawing and stories and stuff...
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I guess I'll I can really say is life sucks.... And I'm tired....