"You know ammo... like, bullets."

Ahh those were the days. Good times...

There was some loser hockey coach at my school today to talk to us about character. What a waste of life.

"People who are negative and complain have no character at all. Sex, drugs, and rock n' roll are the cause of this."

What a fucking tool.

I messed up my art portfolio TWICE! Damn paper always ripping. Piss me off...

1. I missed you last night

I'm such an asshole. Natasha hates me now, but I'm not entirely sure I care too too much. Does that make me seem like even more of a prick? Meh, oh well, she does a lot of teasing and never really gets bitten back. I guess it was time. I'm such a dick. Meh.

Tomorrow I'm meeting Jessica at her bus stop :)

(P.S. Forgive me for not writing as much as I should.)

Arg.

Jessica's in another school now. And she's moving. This sucks.

This is going to be one of the highlights of the year. =o) This is too funny.

It's six months today. I wonder if anyone besides me remembers.