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Not updated for a while. Homecoming was weeks ago. I was asked by Darrin and said no. I would have enjoyed myself more without him. I looked great. My dress was beautiful. I danced with my friends for about 98% of the time. I was amazed at how much fun I had. I saw tons of people I knew. Very surprisingly, I saw dear Greg Winget. Alone, of course. Why didn't I ask him for a dance? Because he would have said no, naturally, even though he knows I'm not "ugly." Anyway, it was a great night. Now it's october 15th already. 16 days until Halloween. Oh Yay. I am not really that excited, I Just randomly did that calculation. This journal is pointless. None of my friends have Live Journals. They do, but they are douche friends and they never even update theirs. I have a more "social" face-to-face clique. We won't say anything to each other unless we can hear it. It's friday night and I have nothing to do. No car, no ride, no plans. Tomorrow is the movies though. Sunday I am going to see the Visit. I am actually quite excited for that. Argh, friday night and nothing to do? I am doing what I always do when I get bored. Listen to music. Eh, some Led Zeppelin as usual, Floyd (duh), and....eh...Black Sabbath. Beatles. Rock. I gave Zackariah a bunch of blank CDs for him to burn random stuff on. I am quite interested to see what he supplies me with. The only Zeppelin album I don't have is 2 and he's burning it for me. ::dies:: an almost entirely complete Zeppelin collection. To die for. Today I did a lip sync performance of "Wish You Were Here" in speech. It sucked. Ass. I pray to God that nobody gets Pilkinton as their teacher. I pity anyone who does. It's 8:30. I think I am going to call up somebody and make some late night in the dark and cold plans. Brilliant. Or maybe I'll stay with my music and do some writing. Ah, tranquility. Sounds good. I'm Cold. Peace.