April 12, 2001
Bored
Could I be more bored? Yes.
After yesterday's less-than-riveting Steve Chabot experience (I gave him judgmental glares while he gave rehearsed answers to Mr. Dobson's questions), a horrible shopping experience wherein I could not find a single pair of pants in my size or even a decent pair of sandals among their dozens of hideous options; I feel okay. I have a considerable amount of pent-up agression (I think I should just kick my brother in the balls), but other than that I think I'll recover. I don't have to go to school tomorrow due to the beginning of our spring break, and Saturday I'm hoping to go to the park with Kels.
Mrs. Hennessey is preaching about country bunny and the little gold shoes again. Maybe I should listen.
astera at 9:45 a.m.