[11:59am] The best any one of us has ever performed. 7th place. I cried.

October 27 2001
[8:57am] I just remembered my dream from last night. I dreamed that we were doing the show in marching band and I did something (forgotten in the haze of dreams) and Chris Nolde died. I cried and felt awful but no one else even seemed to notice that he was dead. I tried to talk to Shawn about it but all he wanted to talk about was when he was a little kid, how his life was. And somehow that seemed to help. But not totally. So I went to Robbie and cried and I think I was ignored by him so I went back to Shawn and asked him to talk some more and he said "I can't right now! No, I just can't!" So I yelled at him. I woke up.

[8:49am] The Day of the Dome. I can already feel my heart beating in fear. I always get so worked up because this is the bigtime, this is where you make it or break it. Or whatever. I probably won't get home tonight until about 11:20 because awards aren't til like 9:30. So I'll be pretty exhausto. I just finished reading Swimming With Jonah last night and it made me cry. The ending is sooo sad but it is appropriate for the story. I need to find a happy book to read. The book I read before that was Dreamworld and I had nightmares galore with that one (a man chasing me with a knife because I saw him kill his girlfriend.. just awful stuff.) I hope I can find a happy book.

October 26 2001
[9:31pm] Kate gave my a ride to the game today. How nice!

[9:23pm] Flagchanger Ryan has a crush on me, I think. I dressed up like an angel for tonight's performance. I'm still wearing my wings. I'll explain later. Yes, Robbie's solo (and Chris B) too.

[9:17pm] I have straight A's. I got my report card today. Only thing that doesn't read plain A is Carranza's class (Honors American History) and that is an A-. Nothing to sneeze at. Also, they are considering OWL an honors class, yeah!! I have a story to tell you about the A-. It is late though. I fear I shall never catch up with my stories. Tomorrow is the Dome, which marks the end of real marching band. So maybe I'll catch up Monday afternoon. No practice then. I don't think.

October 23 2001
[8:28pm] There has been crap that has happened and I am tired. I'll explain later, I suppose. (Will's 2/3 birthday sign.)

October 20 2001
[9:09am] Yesterday many things happened. I only have 5 minutes in which to tell you, so I'll just make an outline now and explain later.

1. I luv you forever
2. #87 says hi to #46 (fiance!)
3. Wedding dream

October 15 2001
[8:47pm] Andy wrote "I [heart] U" on my finger today with pen. And made me a hat, like a yarmulke. But cooler.

October 14 2001
[10:35am] What I ended up doing last night with my hair was using MUCHO MUCHO MUCHO hairspray and putting my hair into banana curls. When I was done with that, I tried to loosen them up a little, but in the end I just messed them up, so I brushed them out. That left me with big fat curls at the bottom. That worked. So I left it like that. When we were on our way to the dance, there were lights and stuff, so we looked. A van had had like the whole right side of it dented in. And it was quite a bummer. Another bummer was that when I got to the dance, at 8:20 or so, there was a line halfway back to the band room, just to get in! There were rumors (they were searching purses, someone couldn't pay and was holding up the line) but in the end it was just that it takes a while to pay and sign your name somewhere. When I got in, I danced with a couple of people. I only took one picture. It is of Grant and Kris. Grant is looking at her boobs. Ahahaha! Kris and I did a squat "yeaaah" thing with rock-n-roll hands, and people took pictures. We did the monkey dance: "baby you're my monkey, you're my monkey baby, closer than my briefs you are to meee... baby." When I was dancing to the Wiseguys, Robbie looked over at my nerdy gyrations and started cracking up. I saw him cracking up and I cracked up. It was a moment. I think that sums it up. Amy Braun and Jim Zensen were queen and king, just FYI.

October 13 2001
[10:29am] Last night was the Homecoming football game. We lost 42-19, or somewhere around there. I didn't pay much attention to the score after 29-6. They lost, despite the paper that I gave Andy (go #46!!) to put in his shoe for the game. It said "WIN!!!" Plus some other stuff, drawings and whatnot. Anyway, tonight's the dance. I don't know what I'll do with my hair. The weather is foggy and damp and cool. Either I use MUCHO MUCHO MUCHO MUCHO MUCHO hairspray, or it will fall flat, no matter what I do.

October 10 2001
[9:00pm] Went to Buchheit and bought a cowboy hat. Senior auction and Western Day were today. S.A. raised $1105 for the senior class. Waste of money, buying seniors. Save your money, people! Get good stuff. Not lazy seniors who won't do anything but say "I wear women's underwear!" at lunch.

October 8 2001
[8:25pm] And.. And another snippet of talk I heard, from Rachel Miller, that same day:"Speaking of bologna, guess what I dreamed in the weight room?"

[8:21pm] Speaking of drugs, I was reading some stuff from a long time ago and this is a conversation I heard October 17th 2001 (almost a year ago) between these two pothead girls.
01: Did you get it yet?
02: What? Get what?
01: What do you think "what"? It starts with w, ends with d, and has the same two letters in the middle.
02: Wood?
01: WEED!

[8:14pm] They ran the drug-dogs through my school sometime last week (which caused me to stay in 2nd hour for longer than necessary - UGGGHHH) and Nicolle Stacy was caught with a couple ectasy pills. She had taken one too. It wasn't the dogs. Someone told on her. It seems super weird that she would be one of those people that take ectasy. I know she is dumb, but.. she used to be in BAND! Band nerds, even ex-band-nerds don't do drugs! Well, I guess some do.

[6:59pm] Last night I dreamed that for Spring Trip, band went on another cruise. Instead of the really fancy classy staircases that they had on last year's ship, they had bare stairs like the ones at school. Blue walls and all. Except there was a giganto mirror instead of the massive windows at my school. So I was walking down the stairs and all my friends were like "Wow, Becky, you look GREAT!" And I caught myself in the mirror and I looked like one of those fashion models.. Only my hair was cut in a stupid asymmetrical cut with bangs in my face. But I had a killer outfit on, all purple and silky everywhere. It was cool. So I smiled and turned around and went up to the top of the boat, where I went outside and sat next to Mark W (tenor sax player) and I commented to him that this boat wasn't rocking like the other one had, and that we were also getting awfully close to that piece of land over there. Immediately the boat started violently heaving itself through the water, rocking crazily.. and then it turned away from the land. Unfortunately, the turn was too sharp and the boat did a flip in the air and tipped over. So someone told me that we could live on the underside of the boat, that there were rooms there. There were no bathrooms, though. And I freaked out, thinking Where am I going to brush my teeth? I can't have bad breath for a day, much less a week! But they were lying. There were bathrooms.

[6:52pm] Remember Nate Dogg? Well, he's only been going to my school 2 days and Brenda P already jumped on him and they're going out and it's just.. bleh.

October 7 2001
[8:41am] Heh.

October 6 2001
[6:52pm] I cannot explain to you what an injustice is it for our band to be placed THIRD! Behind Union and Warrenton.. NOT FAIR! We kicked 100% more butt than they did. Stupidhead judges. I demand a recount.

October 5 2001
[9:01pm] LAST POST OF THE DAY guaranteed: I went to Target (pronounced frenchly Tar-zshay) and saw Jenn B and Robbie and Chris B and Kelly Arl. They had just finished seeing Hearts in Atlantis. Chris said it was good, in a weird way. Good if I got it. I doubt I would. But I'm reading the book. Anyway I was there to pick up Shawn a spirit buddy present. And I did. But I'll tell you tomorrow! Or whenever.

[5:54pm] The very last post for today, probably, for my fingers are tired. We have a new kid at our school. His name is Nate Dogg. He is a thug. He has tattoos. I think he's cute. He's probably a jerk, but he is cute. ANYWAY: All my friends are going to the movies and parties and stuff and I am staying home. Now. I am going to rest because Washington is tomorrow. Goodnight!

[5:49pm] And one last story-ette. One of my friends has this game where she thinks up two rhyming words, and then she gives you clues as to what the rhyming words are. Like "red fruit and juice" is apple-snapple. Well, she told me on the bus the one that she said she felt most proud of: "bin Laden and bird nest." Towelhead-fowl bed. I found this very prejudice against people in India and all those people who wear turbans (or whatever their name is over there. I just don't know.) And I told her that she shouldn't insult his religion and everyone on the bus started attacking me and screaming "OMG he just ran an airplane into the side of a building!" And I was just like "Hey, chill out, I'm not defending him. He's the crazy psycho jerkmobile and I dislike him extremely much. Who I am defending is the rest of the population of India or wherever who have their own religion and have their own culture in which they wear turbans or whatever. Rawr. I'm getting worked up.

[5:45pm] We have to write a cause&effect essay in English. No one could think of anything positive to write about, except for Dan, who came up with smiling. Causes for smiling, you're happy and want to show it. (Clap your hands, clap clap.) Effects of smiling: smile lines, but you also make people happy. Awww, gushy for such a big mean football player.

[5:41pm] Someone taking an English test was frustrated at one of the questions and exclaimed, "Poop on a stick!" And Mr Leech commented, "How appetizing! I was wondering what those corndogs were for lunch yesterday." We shuddered in unison again.

[5:40pm] Another English story. We're sitting in English when an announcement comes over the PA system, "Will a matron please go to the boys locker room? You'll need to take paper towels with you.. thank you." We all shuddered in unison.

[5:37pm] Another Marketing story. The class wanted to work together on this assignment, in which you had to make up a business and state the products you were going to seel, at what price, etc etc etc. But Mr Simpson was reluctant. We said that we would work in pairs. Then he said no. Then Ashley and I shouted "Business partners! Business partners! We're business partners!" Fun.

[5:14pm] This is a Marketing story. We were talking to Mr Simpson (Homer, ahaha) about what his last concert was and he said "Poison" and all the boys went, "Ooh cool." And all the girls went, "Eww bleh." And Steve E (who on most days, makes sounds like a dolphin) asked Ole Homer if he headbangs and Mr Simpson replied "I have been known to headband." At our shocked giggling, he explained "FOLKS! Listen up. I'm really not that much older than you all."

[5:08pm] This Spanish story is stupid, in the fact that it really pertains to Spanish. But I cracked up so I thought you should know. "¿Manejo el coche deportivo? No, no añades la leche." Should I drive the sports car? No, don't add the milk. Ahahahha, lame.

[5:05pm] Another funny little Spanish story. Dawn invited Miss Kehr to come over to Dawn's house and have a Spanish sleepover. A Spanish slumber party. A siesta fiesta! And Dawn suggested that they could have a Spanish pillow fights and that Miss Kehr could yell "Arriba arriba, andale!" as much as she wanted.

[4:56pm] Miss Kehr (my Spanish teacher) called on David in class. David said "I have a question. I am thirsty." Miss Kehr said "That's not a question but I can guess what it will be. 'Can I get a drink?' And the answer will probably be no." David sits for a second and says, "Can I get a drink?" Miss Kehr: "NO!"

[4:52pm] You know all those little stories I told you that I was going to share with you? Well I'm going to try and start writing them down now. I have 10 of them. The first one is from when we were in English and we had to describe the dominant impression we got from a certain place and then give some sensory examples pertaining to that dominant impression. And one of the places was a bakery. And Mr Leech called on Krystle to do all that about the bakery. And she goes "Oooh, that was a hard one!" And Dawn and Carrie say at the same time "You work at a bakery!" And they work there too. Funny.

October 4 2001
[9:13pm] The computer is fixed but Becky is tired. Tomorrow afternoon/evening, I have a possible baseball game to do to but if I really am too tired to go, I will not go. And then maybe I'll catch up with all my stories and stuff.

October 3 2001
[8:34pm] Okay my computer is about halfway broken, so I don't know when I'll update next. I do have quite a lot of news and stuff that I can share, but I'll save it for later!

September 30 2001
[8:42am] Last night I dreamed that I married my friend Robbie and that we lived in this pretty big house (more of a mansion, I guess) and he was a famous producer/artist. Anyway, one day I couldn't find him in our huge home, so I called him on his cellphone and asked him where he was but before he could answer the line was cut or something. But in the background I heard people speaking in British accents, so I went to England. And I found him. And he was like "How did you find me?" And I told him how. And he smothered me with kisses. Hrm. Muy muy muy weird.

September 29 2001
[8:45pm] You know what I think? I think my band is the awesomest of the awesome and da bombiest of da bomb. We got FIRST PLACE at Sullivan today. It rocked the house. Speaking of that phrase, I left an air-gram of "Go Trumpet-line! Rock the house til there's no house left!" And people giggled. I know I giggled.

September 28 2001
[10:17pm] Also yesterday I learned that Carlo M is a vegetarian. Which is weird.

[10:15pm] Tomorrow I go to Sullivan band competition.. Cool. I made Brian's spirit bag. I hope he likes it. My dad fixed my computer today. It was broken since the 24th. So.. blah.

September 24 2001
[4:14pm] I'm losing it; my dog just sneezed and I told him, "Bless you." I looked up when he didn't answer. And then realized that I have lost my mind completely.

September 23 2001
[10:10am] I'm beat! Yesterday was our competition at Farmington and I thought we performed pretty well. Jake L (snare drummer) told me that he fell down in front of the percussion judge, but quickly recovered. Another quick recovery was during drum solo when everything got off due to Crystal (drum major) accidentally conducting a measure of 2/4 time when it's all 4/4. But I wouldn't think that all that would get us 4th place! I'll tell you more about how cranky I am about it when I feel like it.

September 21 2001
[10:14pm] I got home from the football game a few minutes ago and I am pretty tired. I'm just searching for a picture of Bert from Sesame Street so that I can decorate Robbie's bag. I'm also doing a bag for Jenn B because she gave us Spirit Cups today and that was really nice because we're not even in her section! Also I'm making Jake a birthday-bag because his (18th!!) birthday is tomorrow and I'm not going to his surprise birthday party tonight, for I am pretty tired. So I am ending this transmission in this way: *fizzle*.

September 20 2001
[4:51pm] Juniors had a class meeting today about a fundraiser for prom (which, by the way, is going to cost about $16,000.) I'm supposed to sell magazines. 15, if I want to be on the prom committee, which I do. I asked my brother and I think he got about halfway through looking at the list.. But I don't know what he did after that. My mom might buy some magazines. InStyle, maybe.

September 18 2001
[5:03pm] I went to the Math Club meeting this morning and it was great. We sort of decided on our shirts for the club and on the front it will say, "Got math?" And the back will have a milk carton with Mr Allison's face on it. Mr Allison is our sponsor.

[4:58pm] In band, we were playing Mars: The Bringer of War. And Robbie goes "Yay, it has the good part in it" or someething like that. And Shawn points to Robbie and in unison, Shawn and I both say, "Robbie's the good part." When I told Robbie about this, he smiled and said he loved us.

September 17 2001
[8:44pm] Kris = Dr Prescott. Me = Dr Ringwald.
Kris: You know who I like?
Kris: Nickelback.
Becky: Michael Jackson?
Kris: No.
Becky: Umm.. New Kids on the Block?
Kris: Umm.. no.
Becky: Backstreet?
Kris: No again.
Becky: Aunt Jemimah's folksy folktales?
Kris: YES!!!!
Kris: OMG!! I didn't think you'd EVER get it!

September 16 2001
[9:10am] It's weird. The further we go into this thing with the terrorists, the less I want to criticize Bush. It's not like he's making the best decisions, and I particularly despise the video where he's standing on top of the rubble in NY with the loudspeaker and he's congratulating the firefighters and cops and stuff. It's like, hey stupid, get off the rubble. There are people in there! But I don't know. I really just am.. I guess it's like, I don't have the energy to pick on him anymore.

[8:58am] This week I get to start my job as Spirit Leader for the Trumpet Section! Yay! I love that job so much. I need to find my little plastic kitty thing. And tomorrow there will be a spirit buddy drawing. Yay, happy.

September 15 2001
[9:44pm] I'm going to Blast again tomorrow. Oh, and Kris and I discuss Jello.
Becky: I hate jello.
Becky: I have zero respect for it.
Kris: I love jello!
Becky: Jello sucks.
Kris: Why?
Becky: Cuz it isn't respectable.
Becky: It's fat and jiggly.
Becky: And you can see right through it.
Kris: lol

[4:47pm] I left the carwash early to go to Blast. It was sooooo cool! If it comes to your town, go see it!! It's unlike anything I've everseen before!! It's awesome!!

[7:48am] Today I am going to a carwash fundraiser. I would just like to add about my post on September 11 that it's not 100,000 people. The number of unaccounted-for is like.. 5000 or something. If that. Thank goodness.

September 14 2001
[7:52pm] Also, I would like everyone to know that I really really really really really (!!!) wanted to donate blood, but: a.) I'm not old enough. You hafta be 17 (or 15 with a parent, I think.) Or something. b.) 110 lbs. No problem there, ha ha. c.) I take medicine that, if a pregnant woman took it, her baby would be deformed. So.. Poops.

[7:47pm] Yeah, and I got mad today. Wanna hear why? Too bad, here goes anyway. I wanted to be the secretary of the math club (shut up, I can hear you snickering in the back.) I have beautiful pretty handwriting and I am very organized. But the meeting for electing officers for that was this morning, unbeknownst to me! You see, I have a tard class 2nd hour where no one shuts their heads for the announcements, so I had no way of knowing when that meeting was. Or where, for that matter. I demand a re-election!!! But that will have to wait for the Tuesday meeting. *wrings hands, evil laugh*

[6:26pm] Today is my half-birthday. I am 16 and one-half today. Also: calapitter's 5555th hit happened today at 6:11:49pm. Cool, eh?

September 12 2001
[6:32pm] I have a small collection of pictures from yesterday. They're mostly from the Yahoo! Gallery. attacked.gif, collapse.gif, explode.gif, explosion.gif, flags.gif, flights.gif, liberty.gif, and twinfire.gif.

September 11 2001
[6:42pm] Did anyone notice that today's date is 9/11? Like 911? My mom pointed that out to me. I guess it's "appropriate" for such an awful thing. It's so stupid! I kept saying to myself today: What point can be so important and so large, that to properly make it, you have to kill 100,000 people or something! It's just wrong! And people are talking about foreign policy changes so that assassinations are allowed as a legit form of foreign policy.. That's just wrong, too! If we're supposed to be the fine upstanding country, we can't go around saying "I don't like you! *pow*" That's not right.

September 10 2001
[8:18pm] Just got back from a trumpet & flag practice at Robbie's house. I was all freaked out at scared that they were gonna make me sit on the couch and I'd be off sitting by my lonesome. But that did not happen. I got a free mini-concert from First Light (Robbie, Steve, Chris, and Joe's band) and then we went upstairs to eat. Joe and Brian talked to me, and Robbie talked to me.. It was okay. There were flag girls there, and I talked to them too. Then we practiced and got some work done. It was fun. [Later note: We so totally needed a drum major though.]

[4:41pm] A little while ago I had a semi-freakout about going to college because I was reading this magazine that was called "How to Get Into College" and I was like.. "Oh no! All these people are so smart! I'll never make it." And then I said to myself "Calm down, stupid. You've got a 4.3 GPA (weighted, unweighted is 3.77) and on your practice PSAT you got an 1160. That's not bad! Don't beat yourself up!" *groan* I'm such a craptard.

[4:31pm] Wanna hear a story that sucks? My dad spent like 4 or 5 hours Sunday fixing my computer, and I spent like 5 minutes on it and I think I broke it or something. I was trying to copy an mp3 file into a different folder, but I accidentally dropped it into the CD-ROM drive and then everything froze and then there was a blue screen that said something like "Dumping external memory" and I was like NOOOOO! Soo.. crap.

September 8 2001
[8:44pm] Someone is really freaky. I don't know how but someone found my site by searching "how Aaliyah looked when she died."

[7:30pm] I'm watching the MTV awards now, because I missed it Thursday night, due to practice.

[8:52am] I thought of a thing that I like about the people in my school. I make myself do this because there are so many things I don't like about them, and it's important to "cherish" the people that you spend so much time with. Here's the thing: When someone sneezes in class, it doesn't matter who it is, someone always says "Bless you." And usually the person says "Thank you."

September 7 2001
[10:12pm] All yesterday I went around writing the date as 6/9/01, and I even thought "Hey it's June" but didn't realize my mistake until today. So dumb, so dumb. But not that dumb, because I got my first scholarship yesterday. UMSL has decided to pay my $238.85 to take Spanish III for college credit. Isn't that super? Also: I saw The Others tonight with Kris. That movie kicked [booty.] It rocked my socks. There were lots of noisy annoying teens like me there, though. Rachel, Dawg, Erica. (People I don't know.) And there were two guys that got kicked out. One was wearing a golden plastic princess crown. When the usher kicked him out, the crown guy said "Jesus, stutter.. Fine!" The usher didn't stutter.

September 4 2001
[7:12pm] Friday Skyler J came into my history class, just to hang out. Now here's a fact about Skyler: In eighth grade, Skyler and some other kids were playing with BB guns and one of the other kids accidentally shot Skyler in the eye and now Skyler has a glass eye. Okay. Mr Carranza always forgets to bring in this gun from the Civil War, it's just ancient, so we suggested Mr Carranza ask Skyler to go get the gun and Dawn, I think, said, "Skyler with a gun? Bad idea." And then she remembered the fact. It was funny because Skyler just laughed.

September 3 2001
[9:02am] I finished painting at about 5:30 yesterday evening. When I get all my stuff put back in my room, I'll take pictures and stuff.

September 2 2001
[1:33pm] I've been painting my room this morning, but we stopped because I spilled paint and my mom and dad worked to clean it up for like a half hour. So my dad is eating lunch and my mom went with my brother and the dog to the track to exercise. So I'm taking a break.

August 30 2001
[4:15pm] Do you know how tired I am? I am very tired. I got a little bit of heat exhaustion yesterday at practice. It must have been 90 degrees outside. It's cooler today because it rained, and it's 6 to 9 practice anyway. Actually, 6 - 7:20 practice and then we go back inside and change into our uniforms. Then at 7:50, we march on and perform our show 2 times. And then I don't know what happens.

August 27 2001
[8:26pm] My teacher for my Marketing class is named Mr Simpson. The first thing he said to our class was "Welcome to Marketing. My name is Mr Simpson, and if anyone makes any Homer jokes, I'll write you up." Later in the class, he insisted that he was an INSTRUCTOR (not a teacher.) So Kris made both things into ONE joke: [Homer Simpson voice] "Mmmm.. INSTRUCTOR.. hrghherhhlllggghhh." ahahahah!

August 26 2001
[9:56am] I posted this, too, but deleted it. So let me set it up for you. I'm in American History class and we're talking about the Middle Passage (when slaves came over on those big boats.) Now, living conditions (or dying conditions, really) on these boats were just sucky. They'd shove these ships full of slaves to the near-sinking point. And the captains would think the boat was going to sink because it was so heavy.
Mr Carranza: They'd take however many slaves they needed to lighten up the boat and chain them all together to a big rock and throw the rock overboard. And the slaves would go, too.
Me: Why not just throw the rocks overboard?

[8:59am] I posted this the other day but I was dumb and somehow deleted it. So, here's Bailey and I being stupid. Or rather, us being smart! And nerdy.
Becky: Tell me something in French.
Bailey: Bonjour, Je'm appelle Caroline, Et toi?
Becky: Je'm appelle Becky.. nice to meet you.
Bailey: Good job. I'm not that good...
Becky: Well, they're all pretty much Latin-based..
Bailey: Yeah...
Becky: And when you're a wordnerd like me, you start to see the similarities.
Bailey: Well, I'm not. ha
Becky: Like "to end" in Spanish.. that's terminar. (What a wordnerd.)
Bailey: I wish I would be..
Becky: Read the dictionary. Sometimes when I am superbored, I'll just open the dictionary (with my eyes closed) and point to a spot on a page.. and I'll learn a new word.
Bailey: Wow! I do that tooo!!! I learn a new word eveyday!
Becky: Oh my God, we're soulmates!
Bailey: Yeah we are!
Becky: We're wordnerd soulmates, that rocks!
Bailey: We are mom-home-in-half-hour, dishes, dictionary-loser twins!
Becky: ALL RIGHT!

[8:47am] Aaliyah died in a plane crash today. It's so strange, it doesn't even click. I just watched the MTV Diary on her the other day. She had these two friends that she always hung around with. And when I looked at the list of names of the seven people who died in that plane crash, one of the names was Eric Foreman. That was one of the friends. I think the other friend was the one who was flown to Florida for treatment, but it's just so weird.

August 25 2001
[2:17pm] Okay, I posted some stuff yesterday, and I guess I deleted it or something, because now, it's gone. Arrgh.

August 24 2001
[4:16pm] Well, I went outside and practiced my flag until 3:30, at which time it proceeded to thunder every two seconds, so I went inside. Then I talked to Joe for about two minutes, but he was worried about the storm wrecking his puter, so he got offline. And then there's the homework. It's not really homework. It's just me being a neatness jerk. I took notes today in American History during the lecture (without it up on the overhead!!) and they're very disorganized. So, in order for me to understand them, I need to rewrite them. But not right now. I'm relaxing.

August 23 2001
[5:30pm] My second day of school and what happens, but my teachers give me three subjects worth of homework. What the heck?! I'm tired already and it's time to leave for band. I'll be seeing ya.