sleep deprived
physics test...easy. i slept the remainder of class...until jessica's text woke me up.
i suck at sports that involve nets and rallying the ball. i need contact. i need races. i cannot deal with rallying the goddamn ball. or birdie.
john's strange noises. scary as hell. michael's tower. disgusting. movies. put me to sleep.
jamba juice! i'm not mean to michael. why on earth would katie say such things?! jessica is not really that smelly...
HE'S CHASING THE CAR!
let's follow derek. my jamba juice high....it's awful. it impairs my judgment.
my mom thinks my little brother has a.d.h.d because he can't focus on homework. hahahahahaha. that's so backwards.
[me] stupid man-woman! won't let me back out of my illegal parking spot to find another!
[christopher] um...you graduated with HIM.
ohh. patrick burian. cut your hair. you look like an extremely horrid looking girl.
my poor little sister got the remainder of her hot chocolate spilt on her at school. as did two other kids. because a ball hit the bench or something. stupid johnny imsand. i mean...latida! and then a teacher offered to buy them more.
i don't know why i'm doing this. i have nothing else to do. study for finals? hahahahahaha. yeahhhhh...
i'm a last minute studier. i find no need to study until i'm pressed for time.
i had a thinker...though i can't remember.
mr. mam gave some froshie a lower grade on her paper than her classmates because "it was about tampons!". the girl called him sexist. dude, why would you write a paper about tampons? sicko. the things you overhear in the lunch line...
[jessica] HAHAHAHAHA! HE'S STUCK IN THE GOAL!
awe. poor smelly michael.
jack and his perfect nose...his cleanliness...his holiness... [let's make a sign that says 'we love jack!!!!!']
think. think. think. can't.
we finally got our halloween pics. i'll scan em later. maddy and mary said jessica and i are photogenic. =) thanks!
ace added me to his myspace. his picture is with tina, cox, and shiva. wtf?
qwertyuiop.
WHAT WAS THAT THING I WAS THINKING ABOUT?
you eat the pie for the crust. nothing else.
screw it. adios.