It's raining, on Prom night...thanks Katie
HMMMMMMM...
I was feeling really antsy last night, I don't really know why. Told Katie I want someone to be like Sam in Clarissa Explains It All, except add on a lot of stuff after he climbs in the window. Yeah, I'm pretty sure her and Rachael were really ready for me to shut up last night, lol.
I am still feeling that antsy feeling. It's aggrivating. Perhaps it has to do with the stuff I have to do, but it's not that bad. 5 more pages to write. Sean made me feel like an asshole because he told me that Kyle has more done than me, until I remembered that Sean can be a real asshole sometimes, so it's ok.
I think I am going to leave for gym. I just don't feel like being there. Cause I don't feel like changing. Bleh. I need to eat. Well, I don't need to eat, but I want to eat.
I wrote my speech about Rachael. Mrs. P. wants me to take out the first line, but I steadfastly refuse. Now I have to write a speech about me. And order a boutinere, call Verizon, write my english, do some film, finish my laundry, make a nail appointment, read Oscar Wilde, conquer the world, make out with someone, get thigh-highs and a garter, get one of those sticky bras, pay Dienna $50, figure out what's going on after prom, meh, I don't feel like thinking of more.