Not at the Parade...

[b_rock_t_on]

Well, my parents can be horrible. I didn't go to the patriots parade. Half the damn school is there...the hall is so empty, and walking up the hills, its scary.

Well if I fail my math test, I guess I can blame it on my parents because I thought that I was going to the parade. And in turn, I didn't study.

Mai just ruined her record, of 'haven't fallen in x amount of days' record. She just fell face first because she stepped on the wheel of my chair.

I haven't got much to say..oh yeah, in English, we talked about the sex lives of Cyclopes.
Mrs. Maus: Cyclopes don't have sex. Well I mean gender...
::5 min pass::
Mrs Maus: Well they have to have sex, because they have kids.
-and then we continued to talk about the sex lives of the Cyclops-

If I don't make the bus today I'll cry. I have to run from Latin -> my locker -> check out <-back down to lower to catch the bus.
...I miss Caitlin and her arrows...
Then I get to go on the train alone...damn it is going to be packed, but you figure no one is going into Boston, they're coming out.

I think that's it for now...ohs well.

Heart,
Scotty Dont