I think I befriended a drug dealer.

I haven't quite bounced back from my cold yet, as in I feel pretty good but my appetite is still weird and I'm still noticeably irritable.

I was pretty grumpy until Co-op this afternoon, when the class ran out of things to do and I ended up having spirited conversations with the guy who was drunk during the second day of school. Despite the fact that he got kicked out of school for dealing last year and originally appeared to be a complete burnout, we have a lot in common, aka, we bond over nerdy things. We argued over some logistics of several different situations at Hogwarts, air high fived over being Ravenclaws, argued over marijuana legislation (which led him to tell me a detailed recipe for weed brownies which I will never use), and laughed about the description of the time that his cat ate shrooms. The mental image of shroomed cats brightened up my day. We talked about all sorts of things while the rest of the class sat there looking boring and/or stoned.

Guys, I think I befriended a drug dealer.

At least my other friends got some humour out of the situation because I'm the Christian, straightedge, responsible one. But when put in a room with a lot of boring people, I move towards the interesting ones. I hold being boring against people way more than I should.

I also had my senior interview with the guidance counselor today. Basically, he printed out my transcript, saw how many credits I have (I need 17 and by the end of this year I'll most likely have 24), briefly glanced over my marks and asked me questions about my plans for next year. He surprised me by being a competent guidance counselor, as my school has rarely had those in the past. Apparently, if I raise my grade average by 2%, I can get a lot more money to help with paying for university. I can do this. I also now know where to find scholarship information and that will likely take a bit of my free time from me. I plan to write some awesome essays and get money so the prospect of paying for university doesn't scare me as much.

With that interview, suddenly my senior year got serious in my eyes. I need to get my responsible self together and get on everything. Get that 2% and get some cash in scholarships. I literally can't afford to burnout this year.
Love,
-J-