this is the second night in a row that i havent even opened my backpack. i realize now that this may get me in serious trouble eventually...but i'll live. *RANDOM NOTE* this computer screen is 87 times more awesome viewed through my rose colored glasses */RANDOM NOTE*

today, all in all, was pretty sucky. however, i did regain the use of the internet...which made up for a lot. i then proceeded to fall asleep in physics. alot. so i had to get out and take a walk. then we had fcd. FCD. what the fuck. (freedom from chemical dependency). it just put me in a bad mood. it took away my free period, and i'm just tired of hearing this stuff. no, the woman wasn't telling us not to do drugs. yes, she was very nice and seemed to communicate well with people my age. however, i just dont want to hear it. i've made the decisions about my 'lifestyle' already...and i think they're quite respectable and realistic. so i dont want to be lectured on the transition of high school to college or how marijuana is more dangerous than manufactured medicines. enough already.

at 10:50am i sat in the computer lab and wrote in this journal. more specifically, i wrote about moving my car. my damn car. from the damn back of the school. in damn zone three. if i had just taken the two minutes to walk out there and move my car 20 feet, i would not owe our lovely government $20. fuckin a.

but softball practice was real good. kinda. the lower classmen seem pretty nice. i'm excited. being someone they...look up to is pretty cool. i have a feeling i'm going to be insanely sore tomorrow. lotsss of bending. and actually, she made us run alot. which i was not expecting. and i am in horrible shape. which i was expecting. but such is life.

on the way home, there was more traffic than ive ever seen. and when i say ever i mean since last friday when it was just rediculous. so we had to take the worst route home. it included reno->davenport-->linnean-->that one-->cross military-->utah-->home. i just thought i'd share that because i wanted to draw arrows for something. and well, things just fell into place. so it took a long time.

then my brother made smoothies. mmmm. smoothies. and these were really the best smoothies. mmmm.

then i watched the "fluffy stuff marshmallows commercial" again. and cried (of laughter). again. becuase it just doesn't get old. much like peter pan. and then american idol sucked and dinner was good and i/we got some great ideas for our video down. if it all works out how i'm kinda seeing it now, it should be really stunning.

then i couldn't play the drums again because they're in my living room. and my parents made me go to the store. on the way there i was driving up this jah-narrow street and i hit someones rear view mirror. but being the good citizen i am i sped off as fast as i could, not wanting to create dischord in the area. then i spent a long time in the milk aisle trying to find damned 2% klim (as my brother calls it) to no avail. i was SO tempted to blow the 10$ my dad gave me on STRAW.BERRY.MILK. because it was 2/5$. as i was leaving i saw mentos. so i got mentos. i have big plans for my mentos come school tomorrow. oh yeah. me and mentos, we gonna rock. but i couldn't resist opening them tonite. i had been mad downing (um..word...yeah..cool) for the whole day so i figured the mentos would brighten it up a little. so i opened them, and i was quite expecting to find solace in chewy, minty goodness. but alas, this was not the case. these mentos are old and crunchy. no. good. booo to safeway.

but i think the spoont. album should be finished this weekend. right on time. as promised. SIKE. we're procrastinatiors.

oh, and i have a date with a middlebury alum on sunday evening. my mom seems to think its something special because the school asked him to 'have a conversation with me about middlebury.' she thinks there's already been some sort of 'cut' and that i've made it into the later round.

perhaps, perhaps, perhaps.

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