Parents...

I saw Monet's Water Lily triptych with my parents today. It was sooo beautiful! I was extremely impressed with the hugeness of it all. What disappointed me was all this "art" in the same half of the museum. It was terrible! It was modern, grotesque, and overanalyzed. Monet does not deserve to be housed in the same building as pornographic sketches. I finally got sick of it and went to the other half of the museum, which housed Rembrandts, Michaelangelos, and some pretty cool old stuff. It was really neat!

I finally told my mom about my terrible grade in medical terminology. She absolutely flipped a handle, which I felt was really unnecessary. She has been rolling on for the past two hours about how much of a disappointment I am to her. She just went upstairs a bit ago. This blows.

I said goodbye to Boyfriend until the 10th yesterday. We went and saw the UFC fights with a friend (which weren't all that exciting. Frank Mir really disappointed me!) and went to the hookah bar in the city so I could see a friend before I left. I'm going to miss him terribly, and I know I am going to be extremely bored in NewTown.

I move to NewTown tomorrow. I'm not excited at all. I don't want to move into a dorm. I don't want to take summer classes. I don't want my mother to be nagging me for the next eight weeks about how "this is your chance to redeem yourself!" I hate feeling like I'm second rate, but I know that's all it's ever going to be. Elementary school, middle school, high school, Anytown, NewTown, it's all the same.

This is me, and I'm just alive.