Why am I up right now?

Well, more importantly, where are my shoes?

Bed...then shower...then school...then home...then chemistry work...then French studying...then...something else. I don't know. And Jess. Lots and lots of Jess. Je t'aime.

Oh my god, I just realized that the best way to tell when you should go to sleep is when everyone leaves!

I'm...yeah, I swear, it was the biscotti, that's what I told Bekecca at least...heehee.

She's editating one of my poems, I feel special. It's going to be high quality, can't wait. Need to be ripped to shreds...oh my god, there's Lisa too. Wow, poetry.

Why does my iced tea taste like dishwater? x.x

inkwarrior1776: Ooh, organzied.
inkwarrior1776: organized.
inkwarrior1776: Je can't write.
russbearie85: organzied... i like it.
inkwarrior1776: lol, it's like...organized, only...less.

"If all the young people in America were to act as you intend to act, the country would be defenseless and easily delivered into slavery." - letter to a pacifist, 1941

OHMIGOD it's 9 and Jess hasn't called! O.O

I think I should get a drama contract. I'm worse than Devin. Score one for ME!

bloodrose920: am i really uour hero?
bloodrose920: your*
bloodrose920: hehe
inkwarrior1776: Oh yes, I wish I could have as many concussions as you. I'm going to go out now and try to get clobbered.
bloodrose920: lol
bloodrose920: sounds fun

I don't know. I kept writing on my pieces of paper that I was going to walk to Jess's house next week and serenade her under her window. And I will, because she won't have synchro practice from 5 to 8 ( Read more... )