  ( Shady Lane , Pavement) There seems to be nothing significant to write about today. I feel really "blah".
It's the end of a quarter; one-fourth of the year is gone. Sadly, this means three-fouths of the year are yet to be had. Guess I'm not as optimistic as I like to think. I was sort of thinking out loud today and I was remembering when school used to be fun. That was before much was involved in the learning process. I was an incredible kiss-ass, which sadly garunteed all "+"s on my report cards.
I really wish I hadn't supplemented my education that way. School lately seems like such an annoyance, so tragically unimportant. It seems like I'm taught so that I will do well on the next test, not so that I will actually learn something. It's such a overused argument, it's all so cliche. But that's only because it's so true. So indefinetly what school is. This seemingly endless cycle of busywork, study, test, repeat. If I'm lucky, I find out something new along the way. Affectionately... Anna 
