Hey. Sup? I bet that you've all been pretty busy. So have I. If you're wondering what's with the whole laid back thing, it's 1:21 am right now. Anywho...
I'm thinking of going by Andrew, not Andy. Thought I'd let you know. Why? Because, for the first time in my life, I've found myself in a world where I can completely define myself to complete strangers. This has been both terrifying and hilarious, as the people in my Calculus class now think I'm a boy genius. That's pretty sweet, I gotta admit.
Still, I miss the old world of High School. Simply put, the world gets lonely without familiar faces out there. I now have friends on both coasts and in various stages of the military. It's...surreal. I'm growing up. We all are. I miss everyone from my graduating class. And (don't you ever tell them this, I will deny it) I even miss all the underclassmen.
Speaking of which, I recently learned that, apparently, I was POPULAR in high school. Uh, what? When was this? I guess that I got along with everyone ok, but I never saw myself as one of the Elite. Maybe that's why I was *POPULAR*.
Recently, I thought about what I wanted to do with my life before I died. Here's what I came up with:
-Write at least 2 books, one of short stories, and one novel.
-Save a life.
-Make a million dollars.
-Write that AcDec movie screenplay.
-Have a week long party on a private island.
-Always be able to talk to my friends.
-Find "the one."
-Keep all my limbs attached to my body.
What do you want to do? If you're one of the four people who have either chosen of your own free will to read this, or if you were coerced into it by me, leave a comment. What do you want to do?
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