End of the quarter

So I can't really think about what to rant about, but I figured that it has been too long since I last posted.  But a lot has happened.  A friend nearly died.  I lost (did I really lose it) a roomie.  Made a new friend.  And I finished my first college classes.

I do have one thing that I want to write about.  I was in mortal fear this entire quarter that I was failing my classes.  I mean, I went to retarted HS and now I am going to a real university.  And even tho I know I am passing all of my classes, I am still in fear that I am going to flunk out.  If I wouldn't have left my original HS for reasons (if you don't know, you should not be reading this blog) I probably would have flunked out anyways.  So I think that I am now in this mindset that I am set to fail.  But as I sit on my bed, listening to Marching Bands of Manhattan, I realized something.  The person who put me in that mindset is my mother.  And you know what....  I could care less what she thinks about me.  She doesn't know me.  The closest we have ever been physically and emotionally was when I was in the womb.  And I aim to prove her wrong!  Thats right mom, focus on the favored child, and I'll do just fine without you.

If you are still reading this I want you to know, that even tho I may not know you.  I love you.  Because you are taking the time to read a random persons thoughts and feelings.  And there need to be more people like that in this world.  

Love, Rev RJH