Right now I'm watching the concert/benefit thing on television. The songs that people are singing are just really touching. I loved when Celine Dion sang. She is my most favorite singer in the whole entire world, and I would never get sick of listening to her voice. I think it's just so beautiful. During the concert I've been working on giving my assignment book a new cover. It's this stupid book that the school gets for free, and it has characters from the shows on WB on the front. I covered it with a collage of colors and pictures from my magazines. I don't want to look at the ugly people's faces all year, so I took it upon myself to do something about it. I wonder if anything is going to happen here tomorrow. The news is saying that Boston is going to be the next target of the terrorist attacks. No one knows if it's a hoax or whatever, but I'm a little bit worried about it. Still, no one knows what's going to happen. I'd say that every place in the U.S. is equally dangerous and equally safe in terms of terrorist attacks.
My room is a complete pig sty. Again. There's books and pens, pencils, papers, and anything else you can imagine thrown about all over the room. I guess I'm going to have to clean it tomorrow. I also have to go to the mall tomorrow to do some errands. I need to get a paperback from school, and also a cell phone cover. Mine has been cracked since June, and I haven't gotten a new one yet. Usually I wouldn't mind, but it's just that they're so expensive. It's a piece of plastic, for goodness sakes. It probably costs about two cents to make. I might even clean my room tonight if I can stay awake. I've been feeling grouchy and tired the past few days. At school Kathleen is always asking me if I'm okay, which she doesn't really do unless she can see that something is wrong. I find myself spacing off a lot too, not listening to what people are saying, or staring off blankly into space, thinking of other things. I'm just really tired and need a restful weekend. I am not going to get that, because I have so much homework, but it's okay.
I feel so fat from what I've eaten in the past few days. Actually, just today and yesterday. Yesterday I had a bag of chips at lunch with my sandwich, and after school I got a Starbucks frappuccino and a Heath bar. I am such a pig. I felt disgusting after eating that stuff yesterday, although it tasted good while I was eating it. Today I had a piece of rum cake at school. I work in the language department one period a day, and it was my Spanish teacher's birthday. Hence, I got to have a piece of cake. It was so good, but then after I ate it I wanted to puke it up. I eat way too many sweets, I think. Min keeps trying to convince me I am what she calls a "beanstock", but I think I am just getting fat.
I'm glad that they cancelled the senior car wash that was supposed to be tomorrow. I wanted to sleep in anyway. I also have a lot of work to get tomorrow. I have decided that I'm not going to save it all for Sunday night and try to get most of it done tomorrow. I'll see if I actually go through with it. Right now I think I need to go to sleep. For I have promises to keep...heh. Not really, I just thought of a poem that sort of went like that. Wait. Now that I think of it, it wasn't really like that. Oh well, I know what I mean in my mind. And that's all that matters.