Before I get to what I'm going to say...

My SUBSCRIPTION HAS HIT THE FOUR WEEK MARK. HEEELLLLP.


Now then.
You know how when you have your birthday, and you don't feel any different at all? This time, I had a delayed effect.
I started thinking, and I've realized some things. For one note, it's suddenly quieter around here. No arguing, no micromanaging, no Big Brother tactics. I'm left alone. It's not like I really do much anyway. But I'll get into that later.
Lately, my phone has been ringing off the hook from universities. AYE DIOS MIO, I HAVEN'T PICKED ONE YET. Anywho, they always ask about my GPA, and I tell them that I don't know what it is, but the fact is that it's something I'd rather hide for as long as I can. Hopefully, I can use my SAT scores as a safety net or something. Maybe. I'll just stay optimistic for the sake of my sanity.

In other news, I'm thinking about getting a second job, to make something extra. The Charger was a bust; I waited too long and missed my chance to get it. Another thing, I want my own apartment, and I might be able to get it, too. Just something for this year.

17 year old me has more ambition than 16 Marc. Marc 1.6 just sat around and really did nothing all year, and got lazy ALMOST to the point of no return. D:
Now, all the stuff that I could've done, but didn't, I want to do but can't. My system has pretty much started shutdown mode on me. I can't walk long distances, when I stand, my ears start ringing, sometimes I collapse right after I get up. I don't even get hungry anymore. It's like being infected with Influenza B, minus the coughing, fever, just leaving the extreme exhaustion.

Oh well. I have all year to fix this. That's my goal for now.

Also, I want to do very naughty things to Howard Jones's voice.

There was more to this journal, but I didn't want to bore you with ALL of my rambling.