my hands, head, and heart
2002-04-10 @ 9:35 p.m.

I finally have a sense of accomplishment tonight because I finished all of my homework and even got some of my scholarship papers done. I called Carla, (no answer, of course), signed up to take the SAT II again, (for schloarship requirements), and ate dinner too. As soon as I came home I did all of this stuff in hopes that I would actually get something done, and I did. I was supposed to babysit, but I had my sister go in my place because I just had too much to do. I have to try to finish all of my assignments early because I have to pack for New York tomorrow. I have so much homework over the vacation for Biology, but I'm not even going to START to get into all of that. No thinking of that class until later. I was practically going into overload mode during her class today. God, thank you and your graciousness that there are only about 32 days of classes left. Then summer, then no more of this awful thing called high school...just freedom for three months. I think this will be the most freedom that I get in my entire life.

Umm...I'm rambling, as always. My life of late hasn't been all that interesting, so I'm sorry. Today at school a lot of people took part in this National Day of Silence thing that was supposed to be a protest that supported all of the gay/bisexual people who have been victims of hate crimes. You couldn't talk the entire day and you carried around this little slip of paper to explain to people what you were doing. I mean, I think it's a good idea in theory, but if you want to protest, you should be a little bit more active about it. On the other hand, it's good to let other kids know what's going on and spread the fact that hate crimes ARE in fact committed against these people, and they don't deserve to be hurt.

I'm extremely bored and every subject I think to write about is totally played out. I have to start thinking about some more interesting topics besides the annoyingness of my friends, my hatred of the prom, and my Jefferson and other boy related problems. I promise I will think of other, more interesting things. I won't really think of them for you, because I don't care if you enjoy reading my diary or not. I will find them for myself so that I can look back on these entries and not see myself as a total idiot.

Ciao.



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