well... i fucking hate gym, enough said, eh? everyone seemed really difficult today. oh well. one thing for sure. i'm not fucking going to taco bell anymore for lunch, and, fuck you parker, i know how to run, it just fucking hurts me, you asshole. thelma stayed w/ me tho all the lap time. that was good... tony is a fucking ass. his goal for the year was to miss no school, and he fucking stayed home today. i am furious with him world studies was okay... watched a movie and i almost fell asleep. chemistry sucked. we just did some scientific notation shit.... i dont care. went to taco bell w/ arjay after invited last night with just her n me to hang, and we go andshe meets up w/ people and i am like, practically ignored. oh well. we walked back and they talked about sex and gynos and all kinds of weird things, and i just sat and sipped my drink. jake was like "are we weriding you out?" and i said "no, i just haven't anything to say". english was... okay. we did things. the teacher got on me for writing a note to arjay. i got my dollar back from steven. i took the bus w/ them again. it stopped at 43rd west so i got off there. home really early, which is nice. hahahaaaaaahahahaha. i can watch part of or all of phantom before mom gets home. i find it horribly amusing. i feel sad though. i'll have to put the bit i wrote in english here later.... la... so tired. and do i dream again? for now i find... the phantom of the opera is there... inside my mind....... the angel of music sings songs in my head and i can't make them go away.