yeah right uh huh
i'm in the computer lab, and i think i have add. wait, i know i have add. that looks like i just wrote add. I mean A.D.D. I think I might have a mild case of autism, too. Hmmmmmm. I'm doing my playwriting homework and it's boring me to tears. i'm not crying, but i want to. I wish someone would come find me here. spin me around in my swivel chair. then make passionate love to me. there are only two other guys in the computer lab and they're facing the other direction, so no one would see. i think they're listening to music too, so they would'nt hear the animal-like noises. i keep looking out the window of the lab hoping that someone will dash down the stairs and take me on an adventure. i think i deserve one. maybe i don't. oh man, one of the boys just walked past me and looked at what i was writing. i looked back at him, and he gave me some weird arched eyebrow look. oh, go do your spread sheet, weiner. urgggh. okay, back to work. back to work. i want to run away and be a taxi driver. or maybe an exotic dancer in New Mexico. i think my mom might go nuts, but what's new, right? good morning...i probably won't sleep at all tonight.
allieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
allieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee