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by John Irving

Despite humble and perhaps literally small beginnings, you inspire
faith in almost everyone you know. You are an agent of higher powers, and you manifest
this fact in mysterious and loud ways. A sense of destiny pervades your every waking
moment, and you prepare with great detail for destiny fulfilled. When you speak, IT
SOUNDS LIKE THIS!


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Nothing very interesting to talk about today. But then again nothing is interesting about my life so I wouldn't hold my breath waiting. Had an interesting sex talk with Aleks and Squeak in gym class today. Although lots of people kept joining in our medicine ball throwing circle and listening in. Have proven to everyone once and for all that my sex life is NOT interesting. So STOP ASKING! That's exactly why I never said anything in the first place. I figured you'd all assume the truth but I figured if I didn't come right out and say it I wouldn't be bombarded with questions of size and performance. There goes that dream. I don't go prying in other people's sex lives so why does everyone pry into mine. Go have your own fun on your own time. Whatever happened to keeping things like that to yourself. Damn you people. Damn yous all to hell.

On a lighter topic, I finally did something right in photography today. Ok I admit it, it wasn't actually I who did it but it was my project so I count it. Mrs. Steeley finally helped me with my pinhole picture and it turned out quite nicely. Although I didn't recognize it after it was developed because silly me forgot the pictures come out backwards. Duh! Tomorrow I'll do my test strip and positive. Maybe I'll get better at this whole photography picture crap. I better be with the $200 I'm shelling out for the camera. Damn the patriarchy!

Also did some more research at the library on behaviorism, aggression, and psychiatric abnormality. Seems like I got some interesting stuff there. Cost me about $6 for all the copies I got. Damn reference books and their inability to be taken out of the library. So if I don't see Dennis tonight I'll have a fair amount of time to catch up on my research, which I'm ashamed to say has been collecting dust in various corners of my room. If only there were more hours in the day. That and I had some motivation to do anything let alone study more. That's all that I wanted to say I guess. Kinda disappointed that no one reads my blog anymore, or at least no one deems me worthy of comments. But alas it is my own fault for not writing very often. Still throw me a friggin' bone. Make me feel loved. :-)

Music: You got the hooch- Sublime

Interesting Valentine's Day this year. The details of which no one reading this would care to know. I will tell you that there was too much water involved. But I got roses and carnations and a big balloon. Plus Dennis is getting me a cool stereo for my car that he will install once my car is done and it gets here. Went to Tom's house tonight. Kept trying to learn Morning Star on his guitar. Still suck. I'm getting there. Not much else going on. Math tutor tomorrow and lots of studying for AP US and Chem. Damn school! Won't be able to hang out with Tom like planned and probably won't have time to go out to dinner with Dennis. You'd think I'd have plenty of time to do things on a 4 day weekend but no. Life sucks. :-)

Music: Special Olympics- Stephen Lynch

So I went driving again yesterday. It was parallel parking day. We went to the dmv place to practice with the big cones. And I think I did really well except I had a little problem manuevering in the tiny parking lot. I was basically just a little off on my driving that day. Then just spent the rest of the day studying for the chem and spanish midterm. Missed school today cuz I threw up and was feeling really horrible and my mom actually got mad at me and tried to make me go to school. That kinda pissed me off. So I went back up to my room and slept for another hour or two. Woke up and had a cigarette. Probably not a good idea since my stomach hurt and I was really dizzy. But I sat down on the back step and let my dog wander through the backyard. Went back inside and ate some kiwi strawberry yogurt. Dad came home and made food. He smoked about 4 cigarettes right in front of me which doesn't help my newly acquired horrible addiction. And now he has left so I can smoke myself. And then work at 4. Fun fun fun.

So I’m home again for the third time this week. Have been feeling so crappy lately. Just really depressed basically for two weeks now. Mostly I’ve just been sleeping and working on a website for Tom. There’s so much more I should be doing but lately motivating myself to get out of bed and eat is my biggest accomplishment. I actually got enough energy to clean out my desk yesterday while Tom was over. Although only god knows why someone would want to come over your house while you’re cleaning. At least I amazed him with my cool window trick which consists mainly of opening the window to the inside so you can clean the outside of it. Somehow that impressed him. Go figure. I’m hoping tomorrow is a snow day cuz I still need some more rest. At least I want more rest. Don’t really know if that’s what would be best for me right now. My therapist says I need to get out more. Yesterday he made me listen to a guided imagery tape. I couldn’t really pay attention to it cuz some sort of add kicked in. But what I did hear came out very loud and demonic. It’s hard to relax when the devil is telling you to think of a nice and warm resting spot.

Other than that I’ve been sitting around smoking my little black lungs out. I really should quit. Right after this pack. But I’ve been saying that about the last 5 packs so I don’t know how that will work out. I’m not addicted. Or at least that’s what I tell my self. My daily affirmation. My therapist questioned me about the ring Dennis gave me. He commented on how I have it on the finger you put your wedding ring on. Funny he should say that. Dennis gave it to me asking me to marry him. This was the day after we both got really drunk and planned our whole lives together. Down to the children’s names, Viggo(my choice) and Laelu (Dennis’ choice), and the color of the carpet in the living room. Although if we do get married there’s no way I’m letting the carpet be gray. I don’t even like carpet. I’m for hardwood floors all the way. But its not like I have anything to worry about. Something will happen between us and we’ll break up eventually. I know certain people are rooting for it.

So its a new year. Fresh start, right? Is that a guarantee? I wish it was. Fresh out of the hospital and already my moods have hit considerable lows. You'd think having people who love me would make me happy. But it just makes it worse. I used to cry. But no one was really there. What's the use? No one kows what anyone else really feels like. Empathy is a lie. I barely understand how I feel. I can hardly expect someone to know how I feel. Unless any of you can read my thoughts. Or hear what else goes on in my head. I had a weird dream last night. I'm driving home from the hospital and my mom and cousin are in the car. My mom hands me a razor and I start slashing up my wrists. Meanwhile my cousin is screaming into the phone at her mom and freaking out. Blood is dripping everywhere and my mom smiles at me from the driver's seat. Things in my head are screaming at me. But all I can think about is the pretty color of the sky. Is that a good sign? I have no clue. I was never one for dream interpretation. Maybe someone else knows. My New Year's resolution is to find out who I am. It'll be a cold day in hell when I do.

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Well, Im taking a ?well-deserved? vacation and trying to get better, again. If you care, call my mom and ask her how I'm doing. If you really care send me a letter or a card and give them to my mom so she can give to me. Thats all I could ever wish for.

After days of refusing to eat anything (I tried to get him to eat, I swear!), my dearest baby, Jacopo, has died. And I never even got to take a picture of him. Photographing his dead body is to morbid even for me. So I've been all sad today. And breaking into fits of depression every now and then. But I have something to be happy about. Tomorrow after school my grandpa is taking me to Trenton and then I'm taking the train to New York to hang out with Jenn. Should be fun. Although I'm afraid I will run out of cigarettes while I'm there. I was going to ask Rick to buy me a pack yesterday for today but I was absent yesterday and it would be too late to get it for today. Life is so not fair. Hopefully a pack will last me for 5 days with lots of New York moochers.

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I got a new rat baby named Jacopo. He so tiny and so cute but he's mutilated three of my fingers already. Can you say Cuzo? I guess he's just scared and thought was trying to hurt him cuz he never bites when I play with him. And I've had a hard time keeping him out of the food bowl because he has decided that it is preferable to sleep in there then anywhere else in the cage. He's still afraid to go to the first level because that's where Marklar spends most of his time. I can't say I blame him cuz Marklar is like seven times his size. But Marklar is usually such a sweetheart.

Anyways, chemistry test tomorrow. Must study. I think I know most of it already. Bascially I just need to review. And then do the reading for AP US History. Hmmmm....spanish quiz tomorrow too. Math test, I think. And if there's anything else I'm not doing it cuz I don't remember. Hopefully its nothing big.

Listening to: Keyboard ticking

Ok so Dennis and I almost broke up last night. I definitely shouldn't have done what I did, but I blame the bouncer at the bar. They shouldn't let people in just cuz they know them or at least just check their age. That's how soon to be 17-year-olds get in and do stupid things. Definitely not going to do that anytime soon. I have had enough memory loss already. I like knowing what I do. And it helps keep people from getting blackmail on me.

And tomorrow is my birthday! Go me! No birthday punches please. Hugs are acceptable. So is cash. :-P

Listening to: my ringtone in my head

So I'm going out with Dennis again. Big surprise for everyone I'm sure. Well it was for me. Definitely didn't expect it when I imed him that night. But I'll follow my karass. It's what's meant to be. Still very sad about Tom though. I'm a horrible person, I know that, you don't have to tell me. I feel horrible as it is. But hopefully things will be ok. I'm supposed to go out with him tonight to see School of Rock and hang out at the mall. Should be fun. We always have fun.

Dennis came over last night to hang out in my room for a little while. We talked about some things and he told me how he plans to get an apartment after senior year and live there as he works in his little job for a while. Creepy thing was that he asked me to live with him. Stupid thought. I hope he was kidding. I hate when people think about things like that. I don't believe in planning things that far ahead. It just jinxes things. Like a while ago when it was about 4 months since we were going out he asked if I thought we would last a year. That freaked me out. And then right before the summer he said we would definitely have to go somewhere that summer and then we ended up breaking up. I have no idea how long this will last. Maybe for a while. Maybe not. Part of me doesn't want it to. But most of me does. It's confusing. I hate my life. People shouldn't like me. I tell them that and they're always like I dont care what you say and they keep on liking me. I'm a horrible person, doesn't anyone but Aleks realize that? Are you people blind? Whatever.

My head hurts. I want to take a nice hot bath. I'll just go steal Dennis' bathtub. That thing so the most comfortable bathtub ever. I wish I lived in Dennis' house. I love his room except he has stupid posters and I love his bathroom. Plus his mom lets him do like anything he wants to. Meanwhile I have stupid commie nazi parents who yell at me anytime I have someone over my house and in my room. Yea cuz obviously I'm having sex with everyone up there like my dad thinks I am. I'm not a whore. I'm just friendly. :-P Wow I can smile. I need to talk to Tom. But lately talking to him just depresses me beyond belief. It sucks. I deserve it.

So my birthday is in 4 days. I don't know if I'm looking forward to it. Presents are always nice though. I'll get some more money for my car fund. That'll be good. I only have about $300 so far. And I have until march to come up with some more money. My parents will help pay for the car though so I'm not too worried. the only reason I'm worried is that my parents still haven't taken me driving yet. And I've had my permit for about 2 months now. They keep saying that they'll get me a driving instructor but they keep forgetting. So at this rate I will never get my license. Which sucks. Oh well. Life goes on. We'll just see for how long.

listening to: Morning Star-Afi

I've kinda been sick lately. I'm always congested and my nose is all stuffy. It sucks major balls. Plus Thursday night I was coughing up a lung so my mom made me stay home on Friday. Which is just great cuz now I have so much work to make up. Somehow I'm always behind. When will I get ahead?

Anyways, Friday I went over Tom's house and we basically sat around cuz that damn bastard couldn't think of anything to do. I kept abusing him but it didn't help any. Ashely Hill and his sister were there for a while talking about their fun plans with acid and whatnot. Made me kinda jealous cuz I was stuck with Mr. I-can't-come-up-with-anything-to-do.

Saturday, big surprise, I went to the mall with Tom. We went to Friendly's and the guy who recognizes me as the crayon girl wasn't there so I had to steal the crayons. Then later I made Tom go back and ask for some paper to draw on. I got the best ice cream sundae with brownies and vanilla ice cream and chocolate sauce and caramel with whip cream. It was very good. After Friendly's we walked around and I got a huge nicotine craving so we looked for some people I could get a cigarette off of. We finally found Mia and Kevin inconspiciously leaving the family bathroom together. I got a really crappy cigarette with a huge filter but nicotine is nicotine. Even if its very light and tastes kinda funky. Then I dragged Tom to Bath and Body Works so I could buy a hand moisturizer. I made him smell so many things that he got very confused and said everything smelled the same. I bought a juniper breeze moisturizer/anti-bacterial lotion. Soon after that mallness ended.

Sunday, I just went to Tom's house again and we watched Fight Club. Very good movie. And surprisingly Tom actually figured it out before the end. I had my doubts. So basically the weekend wasn't a total waste. Not very exciting though. I need to get out with other people. I'm spending way too much time with Tom. Volunteers?

Alright so Friday was fun. Went to the mall with Mia. We met Dan and people outside the movie theater and somehow while I was talking to Dan, Mia disappeared so I decided to hang out with Dan for a while. I ended up hanging out with him the rest of the night and asking him to drive me home cuz my cell phone didn't ring when Mia called me and she left without me. Saturday was the psats all morning. After that me and Squeak walked off to the woods near the bus lot and drank a frappuccino bottle of vodka. Then we went, and/or stumbled, to Santiagos to see Torey, Rico, Becca, Courtney, Molly, and other people. We, and by we I mean mostly Squeak, embarrassed them by being loud and stumbling around a lot. That was fun. Then we laid on the hill outside the library with Squeak cuddling up close to me. Uber comfty. At night Squeak, cripple Tom, and I went to the mall to hang out. We went to Friendly's to get some food where the host guy recognized me as the crayon girl. And Joe, our waiter, kept messing things up and asking us not to tell his manager. We ate while handcuffed to each other and left a $3 tip with a note saying, "Sorry Joe, we are poor" created by Tom. We met some weird kids outside the mall waiting for squeak's mom and they gave us some joe blo gum which sucked balls. Sunday I bought some pants with my mom and hung out with Tom. We baked brownies and then ate them with icecream. So good!

Everyone wants an "I'm going out with Po" badge. Got married to Tom. Essay due tomorrow. Working on Friday. Thoughts incoherent. Must get sleep. Too much caffeine. Help?

Went to the mall with Tom last night. 1200 mg of caffeine later I had a hickey and very little recollection of what had happened. But I'm pretty sure it was Tom who gave it to me. Damn bastard denied it. I'll show him! *shakes fist threateningly*

Yay! New background. I'm surprised it actually worked. It took a little while to get it all together, but I think in the end it looks rather nice. If you don't think so too bad for you. Anyways, yesterday I went to Tom's family "Oktoberfest" party. And I was really quite fun. It took a while to fin the place cuz it was raining and my mom kept threatening to turn around and take me home every 3 minutes, even when we were about 50 feet from the place. And of course Tom wasn't even there when I came and he decided to call me on the way there to try to give me directions. And my mom, being the calm and reasonable person she is, kept screaming in my ear every time Tom told me where to go. But then I got there and helped Tom get some stuff out of his car, and by help I mean stand to the side and watch him carry the stuff inside. When we finally got to the place and put the stuff down, Tom's cousins came with a big platter of brownies. Being the nice person that I am I asked if I could help him with those. And of course since he doesn't know me he handed me the platter. I tried to run away but Tom stopped me and made me give them back. :-(. Then all the cousin people had to do a haunted trail type thing where we all put on masks and scared little kids as the rode by on a quad. I got my pants all dirty but it was worth it to see Tom run into a tree with his monkey mask. Then we went back to the party and ate lots of food and watched the sumo wrestlingm which was very interesting. The fat suits made everyone look all stumpy. After that Tom's uncle's band played a bunch of songs while I hung out with Tom and Scott. Scott is such a sad little kid. It made me just wanna give him a big hug. And I did. He said it helped. Tom's band plaed next. The played their three originals songs and some covers. Tom dedicated 99 red balloons to me. Its one of my favorite songs. After that it was mostly eating and sitting in a corner with Tom while listening to music and watching drunk people sumo wrestle. We got home around 3 in the morning when it was freezing cold out. Tom ended up asking me out. And I don't know what to say. I don't even know if I want to go out with anyone right now. Whatever I have time to think about it. And today I went to the Silvertide concert with Mia and her brother, Ian. It was really fun. And I touched the lead songer's ass. Go me! Oh yea and on the way home a 23 year-old hit on me. Yucky. That's it I guess. Now on to the extra long weekend Monday.

So I was hanging out was hanging out at the bottom of the hill yesterday after school with Tom, Mel, David, Lex, Lenard, Squeaky, Mia, and these two freshmen, John and Matt. I yelled at David for forgetting to bring my pack to school so he gave me a crappy USA. But I had already gotten a Red from Squeak so it was all good. It was funny though cuz John kept trying to sit next to Squeak and talk to her cuz he thoght she was hot. and I mean who doesn't, but she's so obviously mine! So I told him to "back off, bitch". Then I got a bunch of hugs from Squeak before she left to go home. Then there was lots of sitting on Tom's lap and the freshmen trying to get us to hook up. We didn't cuz I hate pda's. And plus I still don't know how I feel about Tom. He's such a sweet heart though. I just wish I wasn't so mean to him. Anyways, later, when I finally got free of Tom's lap, I stole his shoe and run away with it to the library and left it there. Then Mel ran after it while I went to try to get my stuff from Tom. He got mad at me cuz I was being mean to him. So I turned around to go get his shoe, but as I walked onto the grass Matt ran up to me and jumped on me. Of course I fell but I also ended up hitting my head on the curb. It didn't really hurt at first. But then the pain kicked in and I got really sleepy. So Mia made me go to the hospital. That whole visit really sucked. I couldn't remember a bunch of things. But the catscan said there was no serious damage so I got to go home. But I wasn't allowed to go to school today cuz I wasn't feeling good at all. Tom is supposed to come visit me today so that'll be fun. Maybe my head will stop hurting in the not too distant future.

I went to Tom's band practice today. Apparently girls aren't allowed to come because the guys would be "distracted". But Tom's mom made a special exception for me today. So I was happy. The band was really good and they played nirvana and 99 red balloons for me. It was so incredibly loud in that band room. Everyone but me was sweating so much. But then again I was the only one sitting right by the air conditioner. So I just sat there, having rejected the freakish orange nipple ear plugs and watched Tom make funny faces while drumming. They took a break after a while and we all went down to eat some ramen soup and drink some kool-aid. Then more loud music. When that was over we hung out in Tom's living room and called every single person we knew to try to get a ride to the mall. Finally we reached Tom's parents and they came to give us a ride. Tom's mom told me that I was in charge of the guys and had to keep them out of trouble. Ha! That's funny. Anyways, we met up with Aleks, Dave, and Mel at Deb and Aleks was nice enough to give me caffeine pills and a cigarette. The pills didn't do much for me though. I need Vivarin. That's my heroin. Tom bought me some water to wash down the pills. Such a gentleman. Then I went around trying to lick people. But I didn't really try to eat anything this time. Probably due to the suckiness of the pills. It was fun though. Lots of Tom following me around and trying to hold me or pet me. He's adorable. Ya just wanna give him a hug. Chubby people are the best to hug. And I was always a chubby-chaser. Not that I'm actually going after Tom. But anyways, we just basically hung out outside the food court and then watched some guy who od'ed on heroin get pick up in an ambulance. The damn paramedics sure took their damn time getting to the guy. He looked really creepy when they got him out. His eyes were all rolled to the back of his head. And he was all blue. That was pretty much the extent of the night. My mom came and picked me and Tom up after that. And I was blowing a bubble with the gum from the lollipop we shared and Tom popped it so now my mouth is sticky. It's yucky. Now tomorrow I'm supposed to go down to south street with Aleks, Squeak, and Dougie. And then on Sunday me and Tom are going to bake a cake and eat it. Good stuff.

Hehehe! Look what I learned in web design class! Can't wait until it annoys the hell out of people.

Am being very bad. Should be studying for the AP US History test tomorrow on colonization and all that good stuff. But instead am sneaking away to keep my loyal readers informed. That is if any of them remain after my frequent absences. But today was rather blah edging on annoying. I always hate the first day of school. Its all just so unorganized and I become very disoriented and disheveled and some other types of 'dis' words that apply. Now lets go through the list. The day started out pretty ok considering it was raining. But I got a bracelet and a sandal keychain from Kelsey (I love souvenirs!) and a copy of 4 tragedies by Shakespeare including Hamlet *giddy squeak* from Squeaky. Have I mentioned I loved that girl? She gives the best presents. Must remember to go out and get her somethine especially since I have a job now. Of course I won't have a clue of what to get her since I suck at that type of thing. Oh and I was very amused with the way Tash greeted me:

Tash: Oh, Polina I haven't seen you in a while.
*Hug*
::Immediately:: (evil voice) Tash: You owe me $6!
Aren't friends so nice?

Anyways I'm getting sidetracked. And there isn't any time to lose on my schedule. So I'm walking to Analysis, which is all know is taught by Cendrowski, and Diane stops me in the hall to say hi. After telling her of my destination, she grabbed me by the shoulders and told me to just kill myself now. This was not very comforting. But besides a couple of obvious scare tactics and some book dropping it wasn't nearly as painful as say, slamming your head in an oven. Yet. Next was gym. As far as I could tell there were about 40 kids in that gym room. Which is a good sign that it won't be co-ed. Which normally would piss me off but as I'm definitely not in the mood to be made uncomfortable this year, it'd just be easier to avoid certain people.

Honors Chemistry...hmmm...somehow I don't remember much of that class. I know we got a packet and I remember sitting next to Squeaky with her enormous book which she kept flipping through and showing me the pictures. And I remember something about a baby. Anyways, then I went to AP US History with Pezza. Again I sat next to Squeak, thinking maybe her smartness will rub off on me this year. That was when I finally got to eat my brownie too. We discussed the essay we did during the summer and I'm convinced I did very poorly on it. And now we have a test on it tomorrow as I previously mentioned. Aleks berated us for not sitting with her and then went to the other side of the room in disgust when we wouldn't. At least I think it was disgust. I wouldn't put it past her. Her being all disgusting and everything, jk. Of course I'm kidding (sorta) because I sat with her next period in Honors English. This class I'm also looking forward to. We're reading Julius Caesar right now. And so far it isn't too bad. Eventually we're gonna be reading One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest, which I already read, and that should be fun to discuss. Website Design was kinda boring today. Mostly I just tried to memorize my login name and password for the computer and talked to Tamaccio about "the good old days". Spanish was just plain frustrating. My damn teacher from last year stuck me in midtrack and I can already tell its gonna be very degrading to be in that class. Poor me. Last but not least, I had study hall. I got to hang out with Mia but she only has that study hall on Wednesdays. I'll be so alone the rest of the week. I guess I can just use that class to catch up on homework. Oh what a year this will be.

Where have my comments gone? Po is sad. Life isn't so great right now, because certain people I will not be naming have hurt me very badly after I decided to trust them again. I don't understand why things happen the way they do. Life is a very cruel joke. Gee, I just can't wait until the punch line. Let me guess, its "life sucked and now you're dead". Ha. Ha. Ha. Except I'm not amused. I'm in pain. Life hurts. I want to be put out of my misery. I know I shouldn't dwell on this kind of crap.The world won't stop turning, the sun won't stop shining, the rain won't stop falling. Because I am insignificant. I don't matter. In a world with billions of people, I am just a speck. Have you ever had that pain in your chest where your heart is. And it just twists and pulls until you feel so sick you want to pass out. Nothing helps. It just stays and eats you alive. There's nothing you can do. Will it ever go away, you think. And it might. Or it will haunt you 'til the day you die. You just don't notice it after a while. Internal bleeding. It can kill you. The blood will spill from your body and you will be a pile of skin and bones. But the pain will still be there. Hands shake. Head spins. And you wish for the consolation of a knife. Red becomes the only color you see. But you need the color. Life has become dark and dull. You need the red and sharpness to get through your day. It doesn't feel as bad if the pain is self inflicted. You have control. The only control you can get....................

Sorry that probably made no sense. I'm ok, really. I'll live...............

So work isn't that hard. I just basically count pills, get medications from the shelves, bag the meds, and then ring up people's presciptions. And I get to play with a scanning gun which makes a cool beep noise when you use it. I'm a dork, I know. It was very tiring though. Apparently Rite Aid doesn't believe in chairs. So the entire 4 hours I ended up standing. My back and feet were killing me when I got home. And tomorrow I have to work for 8 hours straight so I don't know how I'm going to live through that. Its not so bad though. The pay is pretty good.

Anyways, today was the first field hockey game. It went pretty well in my opinion. Both jv and varsity shut out St. Basil's. Our score was 3 to 0. And I did really well. Coach Lawlor was very happy with me. So I was happy about that but I was sweating so bad. I had worn a beater underneath my jersey and when I took off the jersey the beater was completely soaked in sweat. It was so gross. And after that I had to go to the library looking like that. At least I wasn't smelling too bad because of my body wipes. But then my grandpa came to pick me up after surgery and I got to go home and shower. Then Kenny came over to hang out. We talked for like 2 hours. Then we got bored and played boob tag for another half hour. That's Kenny's and mine favorite game. We used to play it all the time back when it was just me, Dennis, Aleks, and him. But Dennis would always get mad and tell Kenny to "lay off". Then we kinda just stopped hanging out. But anyways, it was fun hanging out again. We're supposed to hang out again on Sunday.

Well, I've finally finished American Political Tradition. So you can all be very proud. Now I just have to start the AD book, Death Comes for the Archbishop. Well I actually already started it a while ago so basically finish it. This will be a very busy year for me. School, field hockey, work, Academic Decathlon, lacrosse, and my personal research project. Oh did I mention I start work tomorrow? I will officially be a Rite Aid pharmacy technician in training! Go me! I have to train tomorrow 5-9 and then on Saturday 9-5, the entire time being paid for not actual work. And then I can start the actual work next week. I know I'm a big dork cuz I'm all excited but this will be a very good thing for me. I can learn responsibility and all that good stuff and I get paid! I will finally have some money. Which is shallow, I know, but let me have my happiness. Today I had to go shopping for pants because you're not allowed to wear jeans to work. I don't know what idiot came up with that rule because when you work at a pharmacy it is always somehow either elevated or closed up so no one even has the slightest chance of even knowing of whether or not you're wearing pants let alone what kind they are. So I now have three more girl pants and no one will ever see me in them. Which is very good.