Yes, I'm seriously listening it. Just like Seth Cohen did when he missed Summer. Oh sheesh. Now i'm just a lost kid relating my life to The OC. Laugh. I give you permission. It truly is funny. --- Spring break. I wish it was more spring-like rather than cold and rainy. I shouldn't complain though. There's no school! And I really need that. I couldn't take it at that fucking place anymore. I swear all my teachers discourage students from having their own views. Teachers do exactly what they have to. They teach. But that's all. They don't give a shit about what we have to offer. We say what we feel, and we get attacked for it as if we are 'bothering' the class. I get the impression that almost all my teachers just want to finish out the day and get their pay. They don't even enjoy what they do. Gr. I want to be a teacher and make my classroom open for debate and self-expression. I guaruntee kids would get more out of that than sitting in uncomfortable desks listening to one subjective voice. Maybe that's what I will do with my life. Who knows... --- Now for the 'journal' side of this blog: Tuesday. Lacrosse practice. Took pictures in my room for a good hour. They turned out really insane. I like them. You can look at them under 'webpage' at the top. Movie night with Katie, Krista, and Stace. Made ice cream sundaes. Watched Thirteen and Benny and June. Benny and June is now added to my list of favorites. Wednesday. Read Cat's Cradle by Kurt Vonnegut. I idolize his sense of dark humor. Ordered out Armstrong's for dinner. Nay drove me to Krista's. We got in a fight on the way there. She said she hated riding 'her stupid sister.' I apologized for hardly ever asking SO MUCH out of her. Went to the guys away lax game. Boyle, Munz, Court, Tues, Car, Krista, and me were the noisy fans. We rock n rolled those bleachers =). Packed in Car's car. Sang out loud to awesome oldies. Went to Zach's bonfire. Escaped the large crowd. I don't really like crowds much. Made a circle with smaller crowd, you could say. Sat happily and peacefully by the warm fire. Just smiling alone. It felt good. Rode home with Car. Heh, funny... trucks and tshirts. Today. Watched Dead Poet's Society. It made me cry. Blue-razzle bubble bath. Read Stuck In Neutral. A book from the point of view of a Cerebal Palsy victim. Also, it made me cry. Had dinner with just mom and dad. We talked about cults the whole time hah. Went over Liz's. In the dark... In the freezing cold... WE TIE-DYED!! (Like the dedicated hippies we are) Her sister, Steph came home from college. She took us to Friday's. I suddenly got sick on the way home. They dropped me off. I took medicine. And passed out on the couch.