o0o Monday, May 11, 1998, 10:13 a.m. o0o

When I got back to school today I couldn't help but feel critical of everything. Usually I'm so laid back that you'd have to take my pulse to make sure I'm still alive, but today I just felt contempt for all the little games that high schoolers play. Like Mustafa Mond observed maybe I'm to close to that mind set to regard it with anything less than contempt. Oh well, so I don't like high school big deal I'll be gone in a month.

Did you like the opening image? I created it with a four-year-old software program. The manufacture didn't lie if you know how to use it the only limit is your imagination. Actually I used two programs to make it, but I'm boring you so I'll stop.

The count down has begun I'll turn eighteen in less than a month and less than a week later I'm going to graduate. I have a basic outline for my future, but nothing is set in concrete. I think I'm going to join the marines in the fall and I'm going to pursue a degree in computer science starting with courses at Edmonds community college to be taken concurrently with enlistment. Somewhere along the line taking at least a quarter at Francis Marion college simply so I can say I went there (Francis Marion, the swamp fox, played a very integral --and hopelessly incomprehensible to any one but me-- role in my summer last year and the chance to go there seems to much fun to resist). So that poorly constructed plan is my future for now...

Well anyway I think that it will be the grandest adventure, and I can't wait to start the rest of my life. I wonder what kind of adult I'll be. I've never had a job nor have I even taken my drivers test, I really live the life of a dependent and in a month that will all start to fade away -- fast.

Yeah well whatever ...

- 10:38 a.m.

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