What cheapass baker came up with the idea of putting holes in doughnuts?

My summer of dilluted freedom is coming to an end.

School starts in less then a week.

It sucks, it really does. I have no desire whatsoever to return to the institutionalized Hell that is High School. Why people insist on 12 years of schooling is beyond me. Senior year really is just a waste of time especially if you don't plan on going to college.

Yeah, that's right, I'm not going to college.

To some people, this is a near blasphemous concept. Quite frankly, I don't care. I don't feel like spending another 2-4 years at a University or tech school. Perhaps I will consider it eventually, but I don't see the need for that extra year of High school. Meh. Enough thought on that though.

My Mom managed to give me another migrane today. During the caride to a store we were making a delivery to, she just kept talking, and talking, and talking. It was like the Energizer Bunny developed vocal cords.

It's moments like that I wish I was deaf.

Have I said that before? Maybe I have. I think I say that quite frequently given all the stupidity I hear in any given day. But really, she just wouldn't shut up. ARGH. Even when I had my headphones on and was glaring out the window she kept on and on and on...

Oh. And I bought a dartboard the other day. Maybe I mentioned it my last blog post..maybe I didn't. Heh. I attached a picture of someone I REALLY hate right on the bullseye. Most amusing. And on the wall I put it on I wrote "Wall of Pain" in huge letters. MUAHHHAHAHAHAHAA...

So I'm a bit of a sadist. Give me a break.

I did set this up in an abandoned part of our barn, so it's not like I went and trashed my room..or anyone else's for that matter. As much as I would have liked to, enough of my freedom is being taken away with school as it is.

Damn school.