Five hundreth post.

And yet I don't have time to write something crazy or witty or celebratory or special or thoughtful.

Today was the first day of Gr 11. The second half of my high school career has begun. For some reason, eleventh grade feels old. /wok'd

Two Gr 12 social science courses (one of them AP), one pre-AP Gr 11 math course, and Chem. (And Zoidberg.) And these marks are going to be seen by universities. It's so sad; I can't afford to loaf off so much anymore. Yes, I admit that I loafed off plenty in the past.

I'm probably going to have to quit one of my roleplaying sites, just because I don't think I'll have time. balsfalsdjfff I don't want to though...

Ah, time. Sometimes we can't get enough of you. Sometimes we want you to go away and never bother us with petty things such as deadlines or time management ever again. Either way, you're always on the receiving end of somebody's hate, aren't you?

LATER EDIT: I fail. It's actually my 460th. How did I misread 459 as 499 wtf brain summer is over now start working already