Gah! Fuck!

This has been a weird week(end) reader(s). DC sucked, a lot. The best part was standing on a street corner talking to Polo Bear and Produce Pete and The Rabbi on the phone. The rest was just terrible. Terrible! HORRIBLE!

So there was this dick at GW, not an actual penis, mind you, just a dick. Let's recap the meeting, shall we.
[Uncomfortable "One of us should say something" Silence]
Id A: What do you like to see in a portfolio?
Dick: Range...variety. And focus. (Those are like kinda different, right?)
Id A: Well I have some of my work on my camera if you wa...
Dick: Oh no! No no no no. There is a committee for that. I have like TWO minutes to show you around, okay?
Id A: ...
Then he pretty much talked about nothing really quickly for like ten minutes. I was much angrier before but, transcendance. JuSchneids was Mrs. Claus compared to this man.

In DC, though, there are a lot of very wise immigrants. Sorry, taxi drivers. Like they all had very valid things to say about life. I will "put it in God hands and be happy." Thank you, you Turkish cabbie. Mom A asked, not me. I think its rude to be like "Where are you from?"

But yeah, Friday I had the worst headache of my life. Saturday I took the SATs (for the second time) and had really fancy dinner at 105 Harbor with the family. That last part was good. But it didn't make up for the awful.

Change your profile picture Produce Pete.

Now I have a mountain of homework to get to because I am still in high school.