be warned that i don't spare anyone's feelings on this blog

My dad is a genius. He's the most loving, forgiving, supportive man. I could go on and on about how much i respect and love my dad. in fact, I think I should write him a nice long letter.

Before i really get into this let me warn you that i will not be sparing anyone's feeling on this blog. so if you get offended by anything i say, you should quit reading. i'm the kindof person who is really open about my feelings, almost to a fault. Also, i believe that selfconfidence is key. ok, back to my original train of thought.

In light of current tragedies: FINALS

my dad left a great message where he reminded me

"...nobody wants a straight A student...except Harvard, Yale, Berkeley and about a hundred other schools... but the rest of us are content to have you as you and all that you contribute..."

and that is indeed so true. Every time I hear about someone who has a 3.8 or a 4.0 I will admit I get a little jealous. I mean who wouldn't? Because I feel like I try just as hard as they do, yet my GPA isn't anywhere near those scores. But then i remember that i'm prettier and i have better taste in movies and music. That's so unbelievably arrogant and petty, I know. but, you should try it. i promise it makes that bad grade more of a scratch than an impailment. and then you can go give service after if you feel really guilty for loving yourself so much