Today has been very interesting. I peed as soon as I got here, after homeroom, after 1st period and I have to go now (2nd period) it’s gotta be from the orange juice I drank this morning in the cafeteria. First period, I had to go through the fur of a dead frozen squirrel to look for parasites. Then at the end, guess what I did? I spilled the solution (ethanol) or something on my pants, I really only got one parasite that is worth looking at. I love walking through the halls with wet spots on my pants. We have tomorrow to do this too and we need 20 to get a good grade. I’m now failing. Right now I’m in guitar and we just finished our test. We got an overall class grade of 41/50 and 1st period got a 25/50! We rock! We also got individual grades. +- 48, /(check)- 45, and - = 40. I got 3 pluses. Nothing exciting ever happens in math unless Mr. Staats says to me confidently “I know you can be in a higher math” like he said yesterday. For those of you who don’t already know….my theory in math is that I’d rather be in a easy math and do reallly good (highest grade in class) then have a hard math and be frustrated all the time. Right now I’m in 6th period study hall…and last period I was gonna read David and Goliath but the study hall teacher was talking to Lisa the whole period and I couldn’t concentrate. Dwayne and I talked about it again…it being having a baby we both REALLY want one but we know we shouldn’t. We can make it through it if we do…there are people a lot worse off than we are and they make it. The main thing is…Dwayne has talent, he can make something of himself. On the other hand, I’m a loser, I’ve quit everything I’ve had going for me except for the things that I should quit. “I’m a loser, it’s in the genes.” (quoted from what I said last night) having a baby and being a good mom/wife would be good enough for me……although I was thinking….it wouldn’t be too expensive to take art at hacc and then photography…I’ve always wanted to learn….i’ve never had an art class (except in elementary and middle school) which we had to…but I fully enjoy all the arts and I want to learn as much as I can. Ps.- happy February 19, 2004---- The 19th of every month is the only date I ever know….. P.S.S.- I heard a message my dad left me this morning…….i’m surprised he actually left a message. Should I call him back? …….and why? He doesn’t care/understand anything about me…..but hey , no one does…..except for dwayne….a little…..all right, now I’m gonna go read that story because it’s quite in here.