Finals of Hell week, rants, and a poem

Today begins. Yay! Not! I hate today for only one reason: I have to work on all 3 finals in one day. I dispise my dance final because it's long and has to be a minimum of 3 pages. I dispise my econ final because it's a MiniSlut PowerPrick presentation. I dispise my AP English final because it takes too much time and I have to make at least one emergency phone call to try and get someone else to act in the place of one of my friends who was supposed to be filling in the part and it's gonna be taking at least 2 days to record this shit.

It gets even better: I have to have the AP one done by Tuesday morning, I have to have my Econ final done by Monday, and I have to have my dance final done by next Wednesday. My gramma is showing up on the 13th, which is a Friday, and I can't stand the woman for more than 2 days at a time. I just hope she never reads this journal. She wouldn't like some of my posts, I don't think. Anyways, 5 days of her is a bit much for me to handle...the only good thing that comes from this (I'm aware of, at least) is the fact that she's taking me and the family to sushi and she's paying for it. The 16th is gonna be Graduation (where one of the chicks is wearing a bikini under her robe) and then we proceed to dinner from there. The official graduation party is (the day everyone else gets out of school) Wed the 18th! Thank the goddess that gramma will have left by that time........

I'm not stressed about graduation. I'm not stressed about life after graduation. It just means I have to get a *gulp* job....and *gasp* a life! Another thing, there will be questions at WesterCon. I'm not afraid of them. They're just questions by people who will request to see my identification to prove that I actually do turn 18 on the day of the Dead Dog. There's gonna be offers made that I might refuse, there's going to be a lot of talk. There's going to be very little chance of my missing WesterCon this year because flower_cat and mdlbear already made arrangements to go there. There is every likelyhood I'm not going to WesterCon next year, however unless I can find a ride.

Now for a little creativity poem: I know that nobody's perfect. I know that everyone has their issues. I know that at least one person has decided to give me hell. I know that if they fuck with my life, I'll trout-slap the bastards. I know that my school has problems. I know I'll be free. I know there will be people I love still trapped in this hell, but I know that I'll be there to keep them from driving off the edge. I know things will happen. I know people will change from how I knew them to someone different. I know that life has no set paths for people. I know that we all one day be completly free.