(The next post is from the little black book I carry.)
May 7, 2003
I feel pretty... shitty. First, I couldn't burn Alex's CD, the one I promised to give her today. I found out that it was okay, and that I had one more day to do it. And then I found out one of my friends is leaving LHA. Damn... She was nice too, fun to talk to. The least I could do is give a hug or something...
---- (written during the Awards assembly, while watching Senior Campus Principal H. Weiner talk) ----
He was babbling. Rambling. He had no idea what he was saying, and neither did I. He lost me way back at the start of his 3 minute sentence. I was imagining his speech on higher academic standards to be stopped by a football in the groin.
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Things to do tonight:
-Burn Alex's CD
-Homework (if any)
-Random insanity.
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And that makes up my night for now. I wish I was listening to the White Stripes. Or =w=. Or... anything else but the metro. God dammit. It isn't moving, some problems on the orange line. This is the last thing I'd have wanted to happen right now. Fuck! Should've taken the 16 or something...
Arrived at the metro: 3:42 PM.
Metro started moving: 3.55 PM.
Anyone see something wrong with that?
That's it for today.