05-13-02

^^That's my locker combo for my chemistry lab.


Just kidding, that's just the date backwards.


So..I'm sitting here, alphabetizing add papers, but really I'm waiting for a certain someone to take me to a certain place. Surprises. Oh, la la. I have no idea where I'm going. This suspense is killing me. 280-1993 I still remember the number, but I pinkyswore not to dial it.

The day is long. The night is young. My eyes are exhausted. My body's swelling up. I feel like a water buffolo. Do water buffolos drink lots of water? If so, then I truly do feel like one.

My hair is still wet and uncombed. My shirt is wrinkled and probably has a wet stain from my lovely deodarant. Just kidding, wouldn't that be gross? Hm... I hate viruses. Viruses that attack mi computer need to be tied to a piece a paper and be flown away as ship kites. Yes. They should!

I'm getting nervous. I think I'll return to alphabetizing.


Thank you for reading mi lame entry.

Lame or not, I've never been more content.