ugh. I don't know what to write about, but I feel like I have to write about something (other than blaaahh, I'm not pretty) but I've pretty much said everything. except for the depressing stuff like: I've started staying up super late again, I still have tons of homework to do, the math quiz will probably still be on monday, I understand even less of this stuff than I thought I did, I don't have the slightest fucking clue what I want to do, so I don't have the slightest fucking clue where I want to go, so I'm pretty much screwed, because I should have sent my applications in, like, yesterday instead of half-heartedly filling out five million of them and still having the essays to do, and it's already thanksgiving, they're supposed to be done before christmas break...
what do I do what do I do what do I do

I want to go somewhere warm, where I can go to the beach and wear a bikini and swim in the ocean. (but I don't want it to be too hot. or humid- my hair would be unbearable)
I want to go somewhere beautiful, like home.
I want to study aerospace engineering, or maybe civil engineering. do something important, get a good job, make lots of money.
I want to join the air force and fly fighter jets.
I want to get my pilot's license, and fly helicopters or small planes.
I want to travel, explore the world, and actually live other places instead of just visiting.
I want to travel alone. I want to travel with my friends.
I want to go to Russia, and Iceland, and Cuba, and India, and Peru, and a million other places.