Okay dang. I leave Diaryland for a minute (ok a couple of months) and I come back and its January sixth two thousand four. Now we got elections coming up, the olympics, and of course the most important of them all: my graduation. Yipee. It's time to finally get my brain yankin and start getting straight A's. Or B's. Heck, C's doesn't sound too bad.

Alright, so its been awhile. Last time I wrote on this was when Cameron died. His girlfriend, Holly, has taken the next step of moving on by steadily courting with Cameron's best friend (whos name is still a mystery to me). Trisha andI werewalking behind them today and I asked Trisha if they were "dating"...and around that point they held hands. Answered my question.

So now, its time to update with me. Good. Allow me to comtemplate what's new with moi. Christmas went great. New Years went great. Hannukah went...wait...I'm not Jewish. So basically everythings a-ok with me. Just a couple of things bothering me. 1.) College is right outside my window, tapping ever so slightly...threatening to break into my window and rape me with its new path that would be my future education. Yes, my college is Michael Jackson. 2.) I have no clue where to house when im in college. A box is sounding pretty good riht about now. 3.) A guy. Enough said, cuz the more I think about it, the more I'll go nuts.

I haven't really gotten the chance to actully write anymore, especially online. Now that school has started, here we go. I'm supposed to be finishing up my Senior Project log due in ... woah, this friday, and im sitting in my croaching tiger hidden dragon position. ive really got to work on this procrastinating thing.

Had itnot been for a certain friend at school, i'd probably be in the corner of my room, tugging at my hair, muttering hara krishna, as i sit in a fetal position. a really big issue (to me at least) has been a sore on my ass lately, and i didn't now how to relief it. im just waiting for "other" things to happen...like maybe a bus full of rabbied raccoons to hit me dead. And i can't really resolve anything right now, cuz my parents switched living room phones. We used to have the cordless phone out there, so i can just tag it along to my room for a private conversation, but they have a cord(full)(?) phone there. Darn tootin. Oh well...ack, there goes the liver beans. Ta for now.

<< & >>