I don't wanna go to school tomorrow. I don't wanna go to track. I don't wanna do work. I don't wanna walk in the snow. I wanna stay home.
( Self Conclusion )

I need to extend my vocabulary, and my arrangements of words.

One hundred and seventeenth complaint about Neil McNeil track.
Neil McNeil's indoor and outdoor track and field coach; I'll leave the name anonymous, but for those who know who he is, they'll know what the word torture really means. Walking up the hill to Variety Village never seemed so ( Read more... )

#1 I'm tired from running around in circles.
#2 I like but dislike my English class.
#3 I'm waiting for my green apples.
#4 I don't even know anymore. I seriously don't ( Read more... )

I don't get how you put up with me.
Meanwhile, some Prince of Peace. ( Dubwise )

Happy Valentine's DayCan the weather get any uglier? Say say. Neil McNeil was somewhat empty; a few people here and there. Time flew by fast during school though. Very unusual ( Read more... )

Very sweaty palms, calloused fingers, and a couple hours later.
http://www.freewebtown.com/daneolayres/the%20way%20you%20look%20tonight.wav

I'm gonna learn more, bye.

Oh lord, Saturday. Very boring. Nothing but guitar, Starcraft, and food.

Meanwhile on Dane's guitar,
http://www.freewebtown.com/daneolayres/Just%20the%20way%20you%20are.wav

Yo! Wassup? Where are you!

And another month!
Happy 3 Months, Steph. ( Yo! Wassup?! )

Oh mah lord.

2nd Semester doesn't seem too bad. Business class was packed, and the teacher's sick siick. Science is fun. Rutledge's in my class. Teacher is a Miss Finster at uniform though. English class was packed! At least thirty people are in it, a few more than my business class. Then Careers... boring class. I want to do extremely good in all ( Read more... )

I haven't expressed myself on livejournal for a while ( Read more... )