I'm sorry, I had a bad day again.

I woke up late. I had to shove done breakfast. The bus was late. I didn't like our art project so I scribbled through the rest of it and finished. Math was so long and so boring. We finished a few minutes early, and he made us continue working. I stood outside in the sun during gym class. Tennis did little to enthuse me. In science we slowly went over worksheets and listened to the teacher tell us how fun our field trip is going to be. Then she told me that she never said that I could do what I did for my project. The rest of the class heard it, but she never said it. Now I have to redo it again. I lost the stone to my grandmother's ring. A favourite second only to BahBah's italian ring. I wanted a hug, but I had nobody to get a hug from. I went to the bank and made a deposit. Since I returned, I've been playing on the internet. Pretzels, water, and marshmallows have done little to raise my spirits either.

And she swears there's nothing wrong.

Tomorrow is Jeremiah's art show. I shall be attending. Next Wednesday is the final art club party. Next Thursday I am babysitting. The eighteenth is our field trip. That evening is our art department picnic. It shoudl be quite fun. I desire Tortallini and cookies. I think I should go find some. A nice meal followed by Samurai Champloo sitting in a warm bed. Sleep later. I'm so tired. A long night of sleep. Did anyone check out the video? Someone said it played funny, but that was on Myspace. I may have to find some other way to upload it. Maybe YoutTube. I'll look into that eventually.

I hear her playing the same old song.