Ice skating!! Goofing off!!!

 SOTD: Bauhaus - "The Man With X-Ray Eyes"

Honestly, I've been a little overwhelmed with everything this week. I took my psych exam of the week yesterday (got 24/25), submitted all my posts for discussion boards on Thursday (after I made the post for that day), and submitted my weekly psych assignment (where I had to try to create a new habit). I chose to try and study (or otherwise academically progress) for 2 hours each day. 

I got almost everything done that I mentioned in my last post (and also got my senior photos back)! So, I'm proud of that. The things I didn't get done were submitting my winter EVF, college application(s), and like. Everything else. I really need to submit photos of me ice-skating to excuse at least 1 of my absences in my PE class.

On Friday, I took a break from academics to actually socialize! I had a great time ice skating in the morning before German 1 (even if I fell 10+ times within 2.5 hours), went to the mall, watched a guy in my new friend group devour 8+ bowls of Red Robins' bottomless mac & cheese, thrifted at Value Village, and went to Barnes & Noble. At the mall, from Spencer's, I got JSchlatt's Youtooz. Thankfully, a gal in my group had an employee discount which saved me $10. At B&N, I saw 2 Fiona Apple vinyls that I really, really wanted (for about $40 each) and I'm so glad I left my wallet in the car (on purpose) so that I couldn't buy anything... plus, I don't listen to Fiona Apple all that much. I just know I really liked her first 2 albums. 

Today, though, I haven't been very productive. I went to a friend's birthday party (where I caught up with folks I hadn't seen in over a year, and carved pumpkins with them!!) and now I'm socially recovering by watching Drew Gooden. On the drive back, my mom thought it'd be interesting to bring up a girl I rarely interact with by saying that she's asking my dad how to drive, presumably as a jab to try and get me to be more excited to learn. Maybe I was just hungry, or maybe it was pent up anger from my dad and general pressure, but I ended up shouting that I don't care about what that girl is doing (which is still true; she's also 2 years younger than me, so I may have felt insecure), and that it's not driving I'm avoiding, but rather my dad. Which is also true.