I went to my first Red Sox game last night. It was so, so freaking fun. I got one of the balls that they threw out in the crowd at the end of the game. Ah, so fun. My speech for Chorus President is tommorow. I don't really want Prez, I actually want Vice. But I guess you don't have a choice when you put yourself out there. Wish me luck :)
Today was the seniors last day. I waited until Mike left, then I cried. I'm a fucking junior next year. High school is going by really freaking fast... this is insane.
I've been in a sad mood all day. I just can't shake it, no matter how hard I try. It's not a good feeling, though I'm sure you all knew that :) I just want to crawl under my covers and never come out again, except when I have to pee. I hate this. Alot. Danielle, I think we've switched spots. I'm the paranoid one now.
Today when Mrs. Riorden was on her billionth ramble about the school being Catholic, I opened my mouth the say something sarcastic [big shocker] and Mr. Tatum, without looking up, says "Catie, Don't."