It stopped raining

Feb 28, 2006 20:49

I finished all my homework. I plan on working on this yearbook story before 9:30. Then I will call Steven Liang once more. Place the modules in with the stories. Shower. 10 pm. Go to bed. Right?

Tomorrow. Math homework, read for Great Gatsby, start on history questions, start another yearbook story. I will not stay after school. I mean, I stay to practice, but I also stay for him. Why? I don't know. There's something. I can taste it in my mouth. The envy, the hatred, and the mirth. It all mixes into one. Is there a word that connotes all of this?

I can't help it.
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