you'll all die in your cars and why's it gotta be dark? and you're all livin in a submarine she saw the lights, she saw a pale english face some strange machines repeating beats and thumping bass visions of pills that put you in a loving trance and when zak finished sara's song, sara clapped ladada ladada ladada ladada ladada ladada zak and sara zak and sara ok well i am here. alive. in computer app. me berly and pinky decided to try out for volleyball. i really don't know why i am, i have concluded that i am an athletic reject. i really just don't think its where my place is. but volleyball's okay. so i'm doing it just for the hell of it, i guess. then i don't know why i'm nervous! cuz i don't even care. i think rejection scares me. well anyways. i seem to have misplaced my spanish homework and the vocab for the quiz which sucks because im doing shizzy in that class. me and kim and pinky tried to practice for vball yesterday it was funny. and then we were doing pilates.. that was even funnier. so i'm out. who ever had the nerve to live