i want to write something so bad. but i cant while im here it just doesnt work. not the right settings i guess...it's just wierd here. it always feels akward for some reason. eh i dunno... i DO NOT like this native son book. they say the gd word waaaaayy too much. i mean it's like on every page. i dont like it. and i dont want to read it. well i went over to stevie's today. i'm gonna try to come over tomorrow..maybe spend the night. if my dad thinks its ok. tomorrow he siad something about me going to see my grandpa while he went to work. which is fine with me, i can just go to stevie's house later in the afternoon. i'm talking to mike...mike riddles, we're playing around with fonts on yahoo. right now i have ..uh...soutane..its pretty cool. he's got erm...dauphine or something like that. this key board is wierd...laptop..flat..hard to get used to. then when i get home mine will seem huge. my computer i mean. i know it sounds bad but i cant wait to get back home. everyday that passes is closer to the 16th. we got one day short of a month before school. it just keeps on stretching out doenst it. maybe i can get a job b4 it starts...then i'll have something to pass the time with. lalala, i wish daryl would get on..i'm aching to talk with him. achin' i tell ya'. grr i'm so stupid sometimes...i left the lights on in my car yesterday when i got here...at like 11 in the morning..and went to go somewhere this afternoon...the battery was dead. it's being charged now. grr, i cant ever remember those damned lights unless its dark out. i've got to remember that.