Today was fun. I actually enjoyed my lunch a little. Me and Jenna made gravel angels and some girl came and video taped subculture shit. You know, I really heart my friends. They are so incredibly good to me. I was supposed to go to science tutorials but forgot, and instead, went out in the cold with my fuzzy jacket. Anyways, friday, my parents are out of town and so is Emilies mother. And so i'm exited to get funked up. Finally, some substance to check out! Her brothers grow all their own weed and so she has quite the abundance. And vodka doesn't grow on plants, but I want some. My plan is to get so incredibly wasted I either pass out and die or have the time of my life. Tomorrow John is coming! I'm so happy. He's so fun, he's such an awesome person. Some people would take his generosity and friendship as something more than that but honestly he is just trying to help me and thank goff because otherwise i'd be screwed. If everyone had a John in their life nobody would be able to be unhappy. It isn't so much him as the thing he does, I wish "someone" would take after him. Well, he is overly awesome to be true. Anyways, a real entry that isn't a poem! WOW! Rivxxx