This is a rant... if you aren't interested in seeing the problems of a high school senior, save yourself some trouble.

So, I looked at my schedule today. Or should I say my schedule smacked me in the face, hit below the belt, threw sand in my eyes, stepped on my toes, and kicked me while I was on the ground. This is what January looks like.

January 6: Robotics Kickoff, Richmond, 900, Robotics activities until 1700
January 7: Robotics again, 1300 to 1600
January 10: Senior Pictures, 1430 to 1600, Eagle Scout Board of Review preparations, 1930 to 2100
January 11: National Honor Society Induction, 1430 to 1530, and then 1830 to 2100; I have to play piano for three hours; also had a piano competitions, but had to nix that and an opportunity for $500 because the NHS induction is mandatory for members
January 12: Piano Lesson
January 13: Eagle Scout Board of Review, 1200 to, tentatively, 1500
January 15: Calculus Review, 900 to 1100
January 20: DC by 1100 for interview for the Park Scholars program, full ride possibility at NC State, will last probably until past 1600
January 23-26: Midterm Exams... enough said
January 27: SAT II's, Math II and US History, 0730 to 1230
January 27: Piano Recital, 1430 to 1600

That's excluding Robotics every Tuesday and Thursday from 1800 to 2000.

For those who don't know military time, I grew up on it, just subtract 12 from all the numbers and that's the standard time.

This is senior year High School??? I'm supposed to slack off, have fun! This is supposed to be a good year! All those dates are excluding the fact I have to maintain at least a 4.2 weighted GPA for NC State to keep their acceptance (my current cumulative is a 4.54, first quarter was a 4.71, but physics and architecture are currently molesting my grades). Commonwealth Governor's School was a mistake; AP Calculus BC, AP Physics B, AP English Literature, AP Human Geography. I have all this stuff going on and I still have to juggle homework for those classes.

Not to mention my dating scene has done worse than stumble, its been flushed down the toilet along with a heavy load of indescribably putrid materials. First, I fall for a girl; girl is single, girl doesn't want to date ANYONE. Then, I find out another rather nice girl is dating someone else. High school has been like this forever; I've been told I'm a "high school sex god," but for a virgin who hasn't dated in 3 years, that reputation bothers me. Heck, someone I wanted to date last year turned out to be lesbian! What kind of luck is that? All I want is to find a nice attractive girl (my standards really aren't sky high) who isn't slutty, isn't party crazy, and who is at least moderately interesting. So far no luck.

To make things even worse, my tennis hitting partner goes to colleg in England, and now he's back in the states; but its raining. And has been raining. And continues to rain. And the forecast is calling for more rain. So no tennis. Heaven awakes and urinates on Corbett again.

Oh well. End rant. Just needed to put that down somewhere.
Big disclaimer; I'm not a cutter. No suicidal thoughts, just outwardly violent ones. And if anyone actually made it through that rant, bravo! I salute you.