Robert Louis Stevenson’s The Suicide Club

What Melrose died of was a broken heart.

We decided so at the hospital.  It wasn’t the extension cord from the Christmas tree, or peacefully in his sleep like the nurses told us.  We heard it-the long, slow escalating sigh; the shriek.  The groaning and moaning of his poor heart ( Read more... )

"Next to acid rain and war and stuff, I really don't like looking at people with sties (stys?)."

I crack me up.

3.141592654...?

Honeyman wins.

What I like about Jenny (I sit next to her in history) is that when we laugh at the history videos, we're actually laughing at them and what they're saying and not in a mocking way.
I can't do that with many other people.

GUESS WHO GOT 87% ON HER PHYSICS TEST!!!!!!

[answer: me]

Yesyesyesyesyes!!!!
I finished all of the problems on my physics test!!! That means that, if I get at least up to 8 correct, then I can get a B!!! And if 9 is right, then 100%!!!!
Yesyesyesyesyesyes!!!!!

[It kind of looks like 'eyes' after a while.]

No one ever responds to my comments.
Durrrrrr.

I can't concentrate on anything.
I have an essay to write and a physics test on Monday.
But I'm not ready.
I feel sick. And nervy-nervous.

Oy oy oy oy oy oy oy oy oy vey.

I don't really feel like typing, now. I feel like... like my sock is uncomfortable, but I'm too lazy to fix it ( Read more... )

WWGMARGB meeting today.
We--I--read A Perfect Day for Bananafish out loud and discussed it. Sort of. But I really love that story, I really do.

"Wax and olives. I never go anywhere without 'em."