Yesterday, I went to WAL-MART, where Sade bought 6 Yoo-hoos, which we consumed while sitting in the parking lot.

Yoo-hoo is still delicious. I think it is my favorite beverage.

Today was the final day of Advanced Composition. So, I got offended. One of my classmates went on and on about how she could never read my work because of how complex it was, or how she would only read the first few lines of it. What an ass.

My mistake for being a good writer.

Awful.

Today my mom introduced me to her friend, who works at the mall. She was really pretty, and she made me laugh really hard. My mom pointed out that I should find a girl like that and date them. Which lead me to realize that I haven't dated anyone that fits both descriptions simultaneously.

Yeh' got me.

So, my favorite baseball player, who played for my favorite baseball team, the Boston Red Sox, became a Yankee. I am pretty much restless as to what I think will come of baseball this year.

Johnny Damon is my favorite baseball player, but I hate the Yankees.

Eh. Maybe I'll start liking pitchers again.

This Christmas, I collapsed and had a seizure. I spent the night in the hospital, and got out yesterday.

I am going to be put through a battery of tests in the near future, and I think I'll be alright.

There are just some things a man doesn't like. For example, I don't like David, or getting my picture taken.

Just as most of you, namely Sade, said that it wouldn't happen, I have my letter of rejection from Notre Dame.

I am not even upset about it, I didn't expect to go there. So it goes, and such is so.

750am to 250 pm is a regular day, 7 hours.

We have a pep assembly schedule today, so -1 hour.

Then we have a 2 hour delay today, so -2 hours.

So we have a 4 hour day.

Take 1.5 hours away for fifth period and lunch.

Take 36 minutes away for the 6 times we pass between classes.

Just under two hours.

Six classes in two hours...

20 minute

It's 1:52 Thursday morning. I just finished off my Advanced Composition paper. I am tired.