I don't have my paper done. Not even close. Not even a bit. I'm sitting here now hoping that I can make it through this entire class without being called up there. I don't like Mr. Wilson. PRD isn't here today. I'm not really surprised. I don't really care either, which is slightly odd for me. But this is how things change. Slowly, but surely. I have nothing done for any class. Nothing. Last night I went and seen Dani. It was thrilling to say the least. Actually, it was a good time. The night breaks down like this: 2 j's. 3 b's. 1 bowl. And that's why I was late getting up this morning. How sad. Sad indeed. I can't believe PRD isn't here. God, he sucks so much it's not even funny. I can't wait until next semester when he's not on my mind. I feel abandoned. (HAhaHA) Seriously, it's a nice little break I think. No worries. I don't know what else to type. I don't feel like being here. There's no one to fuck with. And nothing to keep me busy. Work would. If I did work. But I don't. I have a interview tomorrow at McDee's. How fucking lucky of me. Seriously though, I do need a job so I'll take what I can get. For now anyways. I think I'll go now and space out. DFN.