Thursday, 2:56 p.m.   Another long day of Mediocrity Oh the boring. This morning at Aaron's house was the brightest part of my day. School just dragged on forever. Taylor gave me the second "punkorama 8" cd but I don't like it much. What's with the rap? Since when are rap and punk synonymous? And also the Warped Tour 2003 first cd...but I haven't listened to it yet. I hope it's good. My grandparents are here...yay... Well, I shouldn't complain. At least they're here and we aren't there. I don't think I could take that. Hmm. I had something to say. But I don't know what it is anymore.