Welcome to la la land...

So I was thinking about my future. (Trust me, this gets more interesting as it goes on, okay?) It came to me that I don't care about my grades. This semester I got a 3.5. Sounds okay-ish, right? I knew I have a lot more potential. I don't mean to sound elitist at all, but I know for a fact I can do a lot better than most kids later on in life. I was lost in a world of options that could be my priorities in life.

I was thinking, why could I be doing THIS when I could do so much more? Why should I be a slacker when I probably could get into a great college if I tried? I can do whatever I want, and I have the power to do it. Sure, I'm only in 9th grade, but colleges look at that. Why should I just piss on my privilidge and put it off because I'm more concerned about stupid things? Some guy at the supermarket nearly shit his pants when saw that I could talk fluently at 1 1/2 years old.

Yes, I thought grades didn't matter, but my grades hold the key to my future. I know if I get good grades, I can get accepted into a great college. I then could do whatever I want and have as many options as possible. I don't want to have a mediocre education when I could get invited to the best one I could handle with my strength.

If my strength was a balloon, I could either:

A) Test it and see how far it can float

or:

B) Piss on it, hide it in a dark closet, and let it pop.

HMMMM. Which sounds better? DUH! If you said A, good for you.

I hereby decree that whatever is happening/could happen is my responsibility, not anyone else's.