It's a Great Day for Baseball


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Saturday, November 29, 2003

My throat is scratchy and I deserved to be run over by a car.

(depressing vague rants shall cease shortly. i think.)

Tuesday, November 25, 2003

It's tres official. I'm the worst person to ever walk the earth.

I'll see you all later.

I'm in the library for econ. I can see Mr. Webb through the window. He's lecturing to his US History class with his coffee in his hand. I really miss that class. Ken Burns documentaries galore. I think the only reason I liked that class is because I ended up passing the AP Test. If I'd failed it, I'd probably grumble all the time about how it was the bane of my junior year existence. Weird hypocriticalness.

Today in advanced studies I wrote an entire new one act and it holds more promise than the one I've spent many many weeks on. Weird irony.

La la la la la la la la la I get to go home after school. That's quite possibly the weirdest thing ever.

I don't want to make a brochure about paying for college effectively. Although this is a lesson I might want to learn someday.

Procrastination rules my life.

Maybe someone can direct my one act next semester. Wooty.

Monday, November 24, 2003

saturday, i had a marvelous day.

yesterday, my manager at work told me i was doing a really good job organizing the fruit bar.

today, i read YOUR name at NHS induction. unless you aren't one of the cool kids. or something.

right now i'm doing my father's taxes while listening to enya.

tomorrow, i'll be doing the stuff that i wrote on my hand today. ink spanned both sides (and even my thumb!)


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