Haha, well put.
Hey guy-who-will-not-be-named-because-he-is-a-gay-dickgrabber, you don't know what I'm doing now, and you don't know what I'll be doing in college; ergo, shut the fuck up. haha Now, I've got competitions and extra shit on the side to worry about. I've got AP classes up the ass and a college rhetoric class to boot. When I'm actually in college, I'll have like three fuckin' courses, and nothing else to worry about. College will be a breeze next to this year.
Evidence: One of my best friends, Phil, graduated high school last year. He was involved in most of the stuff I am (he did AcaDec, whereas I'm doing Mock Trial, which is considerably more difficult given a few extra variables). He's going to University of California Santa Barbara (3rd hardest UC to get into) on almost a full free ride. He told me that shit's nothing compared to high school work (especially considering that AP courses give actual college credit, and are significantly more difficult than the actual courses). So, in essence, go eat the dick off a baby.
