Only 13.75 days of school left and this summer is gonna suck ass. I still have not told Jake about my problem (See "Confession" and "A Note. Me and Mary" for deets.) and probably wont becuz of the time crunch. I don't even know what we're going to do about the summer. We should talk about it, though. And even though I don't really want to, it just kind of looms there on the horizon. (Oooh, how poetic. {Sarcasm, eh?}) Its gonna be a lonely, boring summer. Yep-yep. Damn. I wont even be able to check my mail or update this diary. Too bad becuz I've become a sort-of-internet-junkie. Shit. On a stick etc. I have the chorus to My Chemical Romance's Helena stuck in my head. I have also become somewhat longwinded. Usually my entries are quite short... *Wonders whats happened* Maybe I've just fallen into the beat of writing in this thing. Oh, well. It isnt as if I am complaining. I usually don't write much becuz my typing sucks. I'm really s-l-o-w. Oooooh, goody. (More of that sarcasm, I see.) I get to scrub toilets after school. I don't even get payed. Nor do I get community service hours. Not cool. Oh, speaking of communist service...ooops more later.... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Ok. Where was I? Oh, right. Community service. I have to pull some hours down at the library this summe. Three days a week. Yay. (Sarcasm.) Well, thats all that I have to say. Whoot.