G. gave me an officer position and now everything’s fucked up. I’m throwing away at least three presidencies- of student council, the nonprofit, etc., and being val to go off a couple thousand miles to another continent.
And like, fuck, this can’t be smart. I’ve devoted my fucking life these last few years for my resume. For college admissions. And now I’m just shredding that ungodly piece of linen paper up and I can reconsider, it won’t be easy because the news is out, I’ve already cut strings at the foundation, but I can back off now.
Jesus fucking Christ, I’m scared. I’ve worked all my life for this. My family has worked all our lives for this.
So, my friend is stage managing Macbeth and made this status today…
I’m quite pleased with this.
Rapping this out loud in my empty classroom like swag.
WALK INTO THE CLUB LIKE WADDUP I AM A BIG SCOT
I’M SO PUMPED ABOUT SOME VISION THAT THE WITCHES GOT
I WILL BE THANE, SO SAYS THE PROPHECY
THAT PEOPLE LIKE “DAMN, MACBETH DESERVES GLORY”
I GOT IT I FUCKING GOT IT I’M GOING TO LIVE IN EUROPE