Jan 22, 2004 17:27
A new journal, hurrah hurrah. What is this...numer 7? 8? Eh, I can't keep track. I'm addicted to online journaling!!! I think I should get some therapy.
My sister is really pissing me off, big time. She wants to cook chicken, and she's on the computer for almost a half-hour trying to get a good recipe for it. Um, yeah...I only did that for you for 15 minutes, idiot. I don't think she's knows what simple is. She needs to move out soon...she's just pissing me off with everything she does, which pretty much tells me that I can't stand her much longer.
Ugh, I took my driver's test for my permit today in school, and I don't think I did well. I need an 80 or above (which is 10- questions), and I think I got a whole lot more wrong than that...oh well. In a few months, I'll be 17 and I can go out for my Examination Permit instead. So blah to school.
Yeah, nothing much to talk about anymore. This was a boring entry, so I'll follow it up later with a survey. Wee! Alright kids, time to adios it and do my psychology shit. Damn Mrs. Hetrick.
Mike