The Heights of My Priorities

First off, when did blogspot change there names to blogger??? I have not noticed that until now. Anyways, as usual I am in Powell library waiting for Psychology class at 2pm. I just took a sociology/afro-am quiz, and am quite sure I did pretty well. In all honestly Afro-Am history is not that difficult at all. It is stuff you probably learned in your 7th grade history class that is coming back in a more "detailed" manner. Sharecropping? Black Metropolis? Nearly a read it and memorize task.
So the 3 days of being 19 have not been exciting at all. Its odd how every year before 18 and every year after 21 is pretty exciting, but 19? Yeah you probably will not hear anyone boast about how great there age of 19 changed their life.
Balancing my priorities this quarter has not been stressful at all. Although, when I make sacrifices for certain things it sucks a big fat one. Since my Psychology class takes quizzes every friday in lieu of a midterm and final, I am stuck staying here instead of going out with my boys to UCSB and kicking some ass in rugby. Like any other sport I like to do, I put a lot of commitment and heart into it. It was pretty disappointing to tell my coach and see his look on his face of "thanks, now i have to fucking fix the line up now." One of the hardest things I have learned to do is to say "no." And saying "no" in all sorts of situations. School is at the top of my priority list and I need to make up for my shit performance from last quarter. Realizing all the money my parents invest in me to go to a good school, sort of motivates you to make something of it. Coming close second would be playing rugby. Playing highschool football taught me much about life and myself, and since im shorter than shit I couldn't continue playing any where I would have like to. I would rather cheer for division I school, then play ball for a no name school. Thanks to the rugby club I can get the same feeling and more. It really isn't much of a big deal, but it really sucks to practice the week knowing your not going to be there to back your buddies up. Fuck... need to get to class.

all day everyday, eddayday
wishing for an alternative