Well . . .school's over . . .finals are over . . .yipee . . .right? wrong. i am bored out of my mind and have nothing to do. i'm going with my asshole brother and rhiannon and nick to knoebels tomorrow . . .yay. actually, i am excited about it. i get to get away from the house for an entire day. i'm just happy that i made it through my freshman year and still got into honors society. finally. my birthday was yesterday. it was boring. i couldn't have a party because my parents thought the house was too messy to invite people over. it's not that bad. we'd be outside all day anyway and no one would care. the pool's not even ready yet. we're still dumping chemicals in and shocking the hell out of it. please tell me somebody knows what i'm talking about. i was supposed to start working out for field hockey today. i didn't. i just sat on my ass for half the day. the first half i helped my brother till the garden and rake the grass and roots out of the dirt then put in trelices we made for the peas. then swept the cement chips off the patio then took everything off the porch and hosed it down and cleaned it. the worst part about that was when i had to put it all back on. anyway . . .i'm slowing losing what's left of the small shred of sanity i previously possessed. i don't know what to do anymore. people in general drive me crazy. some more than others . . .cough cough . . .family . . .more specifically brother. dumbass. anyway . . . i gotta go. still trying to figure out something that looks good for my background and stuff. I have no clue. it's like chaos was spinning around so much that it all threw up and left something that looks like my diary. i hate it. it's a work in progress . . .still. i tried to change it but i only got through half and the rest i just said screw it. i always feel better after that. i think i tell the world to go screw itself at least twice a day. i think three might do it: world: go fuck the hell out of yourself. ahh. that's better. see you all in august.