Tonight we leave for southern california with the choir. I should get some rest (that seems to be my motto these days).
I asked someone to prom.
I'm reading the packet in Economics on Karl Marx. He's actually a pretty interesting guy. The one thing that makes me really not like him is his opposition to competing ideas. Marx invited a fellow philosopher to join his cause, and the man wrote back that as leaders of this movement, they should encourage new ideas and dissent. Marx's response to that was rather hostile, and he subsequently wrote a book demolishing a book written by the other guy. That tradition of intolerance was carried on in the U. S. S. R. and China to disastrous results.
Random fact: China executes more people than the rest of the world combined. The standard method of execution is a gunshot to the back of the head. So much for looking death in the eye.
I've gotten into UC San Diego as well as UC Irvine. Berkeley and L. A. are coming out soon, but I'll be in Disneyland when they come. I haven't decided whether that's a good thing or a bad thing. It's good because that means there'll be nothing to drag me down during the trip, but at the same time it also means that when I get back, it could be an all time low. Not only will there be nothing left in the senior year to look forward to except graduation, but also I may have a couple of thin envelopes waiting to greet me. But those three days in Disneyland are going to be so cool. I can't wait.
Carlock is such a flake. She told me that she wrote letters of recommendation and then sent them off, but Columbia, Yale, and West Point didn't get them. This is my future, dang it! How can she do this to me? I suppose it's partly my fault ó I'd been warned by people who had taken her class before that she didn't always send off her letters, but I thought that maybe she'd changed over the years. My mistake, and now I pay for it.