I wish I could finish a good book every day. That really is the best feeling in the whole world. To explain, I've been digging myself into an intellectual hole, in the most positively wonderful way. I've found that the library and good books are better friends than anyone at my school and therefore spend most of my days hiding. And I love it. Yesterday I finished Ender's Game and it was oh so oh so good and so for that I love love love you Book of the Month Club for making me read it. Proof that I'm intellectual #2: My teacher gave me an A on my last in-class essay and told me that my thesis was "one of the finest" and it was "A fine essay!" She read it to the class when I was gone and the next day I noticed a lot more eyes on me than usual. Everyone is so impressed with me. My play has been going okay. Yesterday I was poo because of Matt and my parents were in the audience and I felt bad. And yeah, I am blaming it all on the Jew. Last night we had an "Asian Candy Dance Party" at the school dance which almost sucked. It's just that bad hip hop starts to melt my creativity after a while and the faggot DJ cut off Wham, which WE requested. "It's okay guys I'll turn it off real soon" or some shit like that. ASSHOLE. I think I'm almost lonely but so sick and stressed out and absorbed in books that it doesn't matter. OHH, and I have crush on the cool Mexican freshman at my school who hangs out with my favorite nerdies. Ohh baby.