Christ. and this computer is maddening. I had just written something and I go to fixa a mistake and backspace it away and FUCk it takes me back a page. EVER TO LOSE WHAT I HAD WRITTEN. well fuck you school computer, and fuck all 21 of your friends that sit in this room as well. FUCK FUCK FUCK times 21. freaking school. I cant believe I actually came to class today! I havent attended English for 2... maybe 3 days in a row and here I am. boredom to the core. What happened today besides boredom... let the master think..... Ryan drove Kyle to Studio 11 and we all thought we were going to die, not to mention fall outta the car and rool into traffic. You can see through the floor on the passanger side. And the passenger side wheel is on a 60 degree angle. it's scary as hell. I hope it rains. because if it does that means I ahve a date with ryan. We're going to go for a walk through the rain. YAY! I love walking in the rain. Alot. And as does Ryan. So i'm set. I really really really hope it rains I have a project for english due on monday. 3 poems that are old That i've written, and three new that i've written in class. yea sure. I'll just print out the ones I've written on here or at home alone and use them as the six. I'll just use my shittier poems as my old ones and make Mr Forrest feel like he's achieved something once he reads my new ones. Which I like. Consieded... I know. Oh well. What can you do? Nothing I suppose Let me see. I guess I should go back into the classroom ( i had run over here to print out a few poems from my diary here and got disracted with the chance to write a new entry) David is probably getting frightened by Nikki. Who he doesnt really feel comfortable around. Dont ask me why, I think she rocks my socks off. Anyway. I'll go now. -All my loving -The Boredom Queen.