Staying home...

Staying home is very boring. It's okay though, because I just spent an hour and a half talking to my good buddy Renee. I couldn't have done that if I'd been elsewhere. I think she is lonely, okay, so I pretty much know she is. I understand that. It was exciting though, cuz I miss her.

We talked about how we are going to take over Southern's band next year. Mr. Raymond is either going to love or hate us. Who knows which? If she's not busy over the weekend of State, she's coming with me, if I have to pack her. I won't though, cuz Ms. Little will not care. I have room for her anyway, since we're staying with our parents (aka "my mom").

I have come to the conclusion that the last few weeks of school are completely pointless. It's started to depress me, cuz I occasionally think "hmm, this is the last time I'm going to be in high school, and I'm wasting my time here." Oh well.

I got a letter in the mail today that I have 3 absences. Too bad that's only in one class. I only have two in all the rest. I'm starting to get really afraid that my grades are going to be bad this quarter cuz I'm never there. It won't be my fault though, cuz I always ask for make-up work. They don't usually give me any, but when they do I do it, so it won't be my fault. I guess I'll get my mid-term tomorrow and either relax or freak.

I learned something new today. Well, not really new, since I'd already decided it, but either way, I know now that I am not big on dead guys. They smell bad. Oh, excuse me, embalming fluid smells bad, and dead people without it would smell even worse. I don't know, I just don't want to be a CSI guy anymore. I once aspired to find dead people. Not too seriously aspired though. I was even less aspired after watching CSI and eating cold taco salad tonight.

Well, hmmm. I'm running out of things to say, but I'm stalling for inspiration. I should be very inspired to write about high school right now, as I just spent an hour and a half reliving its finest moments, but nope, I'm not. I have some ideas for my Diamond Story, but I have a terrible feeling that it is going to prove to be very difficult for me.

I'm getting sleepy. Very sleepy. For once this week. I don't feel like sleeping though. I don't feel like doing anything. I just don't want to do anything or sleep. Hmmm. I don't know what to do. I think I'd like to be in C.J. telling Kristen and Jo that they are fat, but then again, I don't want to be there either. I don't want to be anywhere. This is getting very random, so I think I'm gonna stop. I have no idea what's going on.

I'm going to go now, cuz I'm not making any sense. Bye bye, hope basketball was fun.