Jun 14, 2005 18:05
it is another day where i am in the mood to selflessly pour out my soul to those willing to listen.
just another boring day recorded in the last pages of chapter fourteen in the book 'the life of alex'.
i feel like floating in the clouds and speaking my soul out to the vault of gods, but no one will lend me a pair of wings.
may the good one above have mercy on my poor soul enough to make me get a B in math this quarter and to keep the science teacher from showing her enmity...
my mother is in a bad mood.
can i have a hug... PLEASE?
come comfort me,
alex