stupid computer...
try again...
I can't help but wonder where the letter i wrote Johnny Garrison is. I picture flying over Kansas in a crate or safely tucked away in a truck bed in South Carolina. Hopefully he will get the letter soon...waiting for a response is like torture.
For some reason, my prose class is reading my play "Operation Tactful Evolution" They already read the short story version, why would they want to read it again? But hey, I'm not a teacher...
I'm still in a bad mood. My emotions this week: Shameful, pissed off, lonely (though i shouldn't be) and wanting my mommy. I will have my mommy soon.
Today was only a good day because i played in my friend's recital and she gave all of us presents: Glow in the dark bugs! I LOVE getting presents, especially bugs.
I think i figured out why Trefor is mad at me. Check out his quote of the week: "He who joyfully marches in rank and file has already earned my contempt. He has been given a large brain by mistake, since for him the spinal cord would suffice." - Albert Einstein. OK that is clearly bashing the armed forces. Maybe that's why he hates me, because i love the military. But that's a really stupid reason to hate the Emily.
ohh another good thing: Marchant is going to be a counselor! YAY!!!
Okay, time to read Marx. "Have you ever been a member of the communist party?"


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