I now officially know too much

I went back to some sites my boyfriend mentioned during our conversation, which was mostly discussing techie companies, and checked them out for myself. Ok. I now know more than I ever really wanted to know about the video gaming industry. Especially as I still cannot beat the first level of Halo on easy. Sad. I know. I get lost in the service tunnel things to the lifeboats. If there's a pattern to that part I'd love to know it, since I get lost in the same spot every single time. Sigh. I probably should play more and then I *might* get the hang of it. Then again I keep saying I'm going to read my bible more often and we know how often that gets done. I'm not looking forward to another year of school. Senioritis is definitely threatening to strike, and Scott has already warned me he will probably be a basketcase most of this year because he's thinking about college and careers and stuff. So there goes my rock, which means at the end of this year I'll probably be a religious fanatic, completely crazy, possibly hyped up on waaay too much caffeine or dead. or all of the above. Stress and me don't mix well; unfortunately stress and AP classes are just about synonymous. Grr. I'll stop stressing after September 17, which is when I have to have my application in for a special thing at Florida. I haven't looked at the essay questions in two weeks or really even thought about them. Meanwhile my parents are breathing down my back about them and the fact that my room isn't completely finished in their eyes. If I didn't have to worry about upsetting the Gorgon, I'd probably be done. I honestly don't really care about saving 18 000 pictures of me as an ugly baby. or an ugly child. or an ugly preteenager. Or as an ugly teenager. You get the point. Half of the junk I don't know what to do with is sentimental crap that I really don't want in my room. I didn't even get to paint which kinda cheeses me off because I am sick and tired of this whole boring blah beige house. The walls are beige. The carpets are beige. The ceilings are white popcorn ceilings so you can't do anything with them. It'd be one thing if they were going for the whole minimalist look but they aren't. So it's really really boring. Even the new tile they got is beige. It's like they're afraid of color. *Sigh* I keep reminding myself, only one more year until college and I can get out.