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Father's day is coming up? What? Tomorrow? I don't know. Wow I am clueless...
Anyway, in a little while, when my mom comes home from JC Penney, we’re all going out to lunch to this new place (a FASTAURANT) exciting. It’s called Farmer Boy. Haha. Nice name, no?
Patricia and I have been watching Roswell for like, ever. We only have three more episodes of the first season to watch. I don’t know why she saw the second season before she saw the first season. But whatever floats her boat...
I don’t know if I want to go to Michelle’s party today. I mean, there’s going to be a lot of Mexicans there, and I don’t mean to be racist but I dunno. I guess I’m not really comfortable being around them. There’s also gonna be alcohol. Which means that there is going to be drunk people. I don’t know.
My sisters are watching my Quinceanera video. I wish I could have done things differently. But it passed and I don’t know what I would have done.
I miss school. Well, not really. I miss being at school. I miss seeing my friends every day. I miss actually having something to do. I miss doing all of that stuff. I miss my classes. I didn’t want this year to end. I don’t know how my sophomore year is going to be. Is it going to be like my freshman year? Better? Worse? I don’t know.
It’s irrational fear I know...
Anyway, in a little while, when my mom comes home from JC Penney, we’re all going out to lunch to this new place (a FASTAURANT) exciting. It’s called Farmer Boy. Haha. Nice name, no?
Patricia and I have been watching Roswell for like, ever. We only have three more episodes of the first season to watch. I don’t know why she saw the second season before she saw the first season. But whatever floats her boat...
I don’t know if I want to go to Michelle’s party today. I mean, there’s going to be a lot of Mexicans there, and I don’t mean to be racist but I dunno. I guess I’m not really comfortable being around them. There’s also gonna be alcohol. Which means that there is going to be drunk people. I don’t know.
My sisters are watching my Quinceanera video. I wish I could have done things differently. But it passed and I don’t know what I would have done.
I miss school. Well, not really. I miss being at school. I miss seeing my friends every day. I miss actually having something to do. I miss doing all of that stuff. I miss my classes. I didn’t want this year to end. I don’t know how my sophomore year is going to be. Is it going to be like my freshman year? Better? Worse? I don’t know.
It’s irrational fear I know...