(my stomach hurts) So today I again accomplished nothing. Nothing at all important. I didn't do anything for that paper. I haven't looked anyone up. Or interviewed anyone. I'm lazy. Lazy and stress free. This semester will not be a good one. Right now I am hating bread. Little pieces of bread. I should call SEB before I go to bed. Give her a quicky. A quick call? Yes. I'm edgy about tomorrow. Asking. Talking to Mr. Wilson. I don't like him. He makes me feel stupid. Stupid and lazy. Which I am. The lazy part anyways. There's a strange vibe between M and I today. She's quiet. More quiet than usual. (Hush?) I can barely hear myself think around her. She's suspicious. And jumpy. I think she's angry. I can't be sure. I'm sure she is though. She always is. What can I do? (Nothing.) My stomach's doing twists. Sumersaults? Summer-salts? Fuck. I don't want to go to classes anymore. I don't want to pretend to pay attention. I don't want to learn. I don't want to do anything. And I'm fine with this. ??? I am. "And than there was rock..." DFN.