So I am a Senior..A Fuckin Senior..I am still getting over the shock. Schedule is good, except that I feel like a complete slacker. Maybe I should have kept the science class. Perhaps, I’ll feel better next semester when my real classes kick in. I suppose having 6th period with Salty isn’t helping this feeling of slackism. I think that is a new word.

First race this week, I have a feeling that my alter ego, Negative Nancy might want to make a visit. I hate this feeling of being neurotic. I need to just not focus on it. That is it, it is just a practice.

There isn’t much else to say, well except. I am a FUNKIN SENIOR!