im so sick of people telling me what to not choose as a porfession with life. yes i realize everything is hard. you might make it or you might not. i might be wasting my time, i might not. i dont know what to choose and its comming time soon, i know this summer i have to take biology, painting and philosphy, woot. fuck whatever its going to be a bitch with the bio lab and what not. i watched this news story today and this orangatang on its own learned how to whistle and that is so fucking crazy. i feel sick. ugh life stress.