Dancing in front of the mirror listening to Matchbox 20.

I finished the first half of my history reading in the bathtub. Listening to music, reading about Stalin, laying in hot soapy water.

Danny wondered if I really thought he was hot in a drunken stupor. He says Hi to me enthusiastically in the halls.

Andy and co. stopped by today to provide a short break from homework. Jesse sat at the computer while we talked. When they left, Jesse said to me that they scare him. They're harmless.

the other day I dropped my phone in a pool of water. Earlier tonight it seemed as though it would never work again, but now it seems fine. We shall see.

My expected trip to Toronto for Bio has been cancelled. I'm sad, but I have a lot more money to have fun with now.

I can't write tonight.

I can't write any night.

Tomorrow is a history test that I'm not prepared for.

I only have to survive the stress a couple of more weeks. More free time is on the way.

Today in fourth hour, I sat eating raisin bran with Charlie instead of going to my meeting with Mr. Kraning about my english paper, only to have it dawn on me later in the day while I was taking a test.

It smells like pears in my room.

a new piece melted @11:38 p.m.