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Today isn't a day worth talking about. It was very boring as usual. It's okay though, I didn't feel bored. I'm happy just hanging out. I think other people would say my day is boring, but I don't think so. I do chores, watch TV, go on the computer, read magazines, draw, and think about baseball all day. It's an addiction. All I think about is the Yankees. It used to be the computer, but now it's the Yankees. Sometimes it's off my mind, but whenever I have nothing to think about I think about baseball. I think about different plays, I think about players (especially A-Rod), and I think about my ability to play. I'm decent, but I try to think of how I can improve by thinking of how the pros play. Practice makes perfect. I don't think it's that big of a deal...I like watching, playing, and thinking about the game of baseball. I just feel strongly about it. Anyway, I'm not going to school Monday because it's the trip to the YMCA, and it's going to be really stupid. Kids are going to be acting wild, and all the girls will be prancing in their bathing suits, or bitching about how "ugly" they look in their bathing suits...so I think I'll pass. I am going to RHS to watch Michael play in the concert instead. Mom said she'll take me for a pedicure too, as a present for doing well in school this year. Yay.