  I've been banned from the computer, which is the reason for my lack of blogging. Misunderstanding between Mama and I. This was the same kind of misunderstanding that also keeps me from goign to CIY, although I had all the money, all the papers, everything planned out.
Parents are evil. So here I sit. AIM isn't as fun as I remember it. Someone please shoot me if I start writing about the graduates again. The subject's been beaten to death and I'm sick of hearing (and writing) about it. I am now a sophomore. I don't want to be. I don't want to deal with younger people, and their lack of knowledge. Although you all had to deal with me, I'm not as patient.
I'm sure a few of them will be wonderful. And we'll mold them into little versions of ourselves, maybe they'll even teach us something. But the majority will just be annoying and immature. The same as they were last year. Why am I so negative? I need a happy pill. 
