Why couldn't this dream have come true? I have worked my tail off for 3 YEARS and the dream has let me down. SCAD got rid of their rowing program. The entrirety of the last 3 years of my life have been a complete waste. None of my small victories along the way mean anything anymore. Winning my first race, pwning Space Coast, medaling at States, dominating at Regionals, racing the best race of my life at Dogwood Regatta, beating colleges at Head of the South...none of it means anything. It has all just been futile struggling to stay above the water when I was destined to drown all along. The Head of Athletics so eloquently crushed my dream. How do the college people do it? How can they so nicely shoot down your dream like it's nothing? A part of me died when I got that email.

"Thank you very much for your inquiry and interest. Unfortunately, rowing is no longer offered at the Savannah College of Art and Design."

A week of not so happy one month anniversaries. Yesterday was 1 month since the shooting. Saturday will be one month since me and Hal broke up.

I found myself single again today. Apparently, some chick named Christina is willing to put out more than I am, so she is replacing me. *sigh*

And the funny thing is? I'm not mad at him or her. I'm mad at myself for walking into the same brick wall twice. 

I still think she's a skankface. Skankface the 3rd.

Which brings me to think about Skankface Junior. It was her birthday today. She's 15. I sat down last night to draw her a birthday card... it turned into a grenade (it's on facebook if you want to see it).

Anyways, I'll stop rambling now and do some homework.