... yet I remain.
I hate the Iliad. What a fucking waste of time. One is supposed to listen to Homer and read Virgil. Summer is almost over. How strange. I really want to see that 40-year-old Virgin movie. Looks like it could be a doozie. I've been working on my schedule with Mrs. Carlisle. All I know is that I can't take AP Stats because it's the same period as french. So I have Francais 7th period and Drama 3th. What a wierd time for Drama. At least I don't have to hope for the same lunch period as my friends. Staggered lunch is a load of stinking shit. Well, I really need to get dressed and what not. Anyone feel like going to Austalia? I'm in the mood for Australia.