Sunday, August 25, 2002
Success! My hair is now, in fact, dark blue. Celebrate with me here, people.
Just got back from the Cape. It was nice. My mother complained that it was too cloudy, but I liked the weather. Some people are just silly like that. We went to Provincetown which was, well, interesting. I had fun, I don't really that my brother did. It was waaaaaaayy too crowded, but other than that I really liked it there. Sort of the anti-Swampscott, if you will. And o yes, you will.
*stomp stomp stomp* *whomp whomp whomp* This is my little brother throwing a temper tantrum because I am not letting him use the computer. O, sob sob sob, I'm so sad!. Cry me a river, build me a bridge, and get over it.
School starts on WEDNESDAY. Today is SUNDAY. Can you even conceive of how horrible that is? I don't even feel like summer is anywhere near over!! HOW CAN THIS BE?? WHERE DID ALL THE TIME GO???
The very thought of calculus homework is a powerful blow that sends me to my knees. That's just the thought, mind you. What will the actual homework do to me? Will it actually knock the brains from my skull, where they shall lie, glistening uselessly, on the floor? Is this my fate???
I really should go clean my room. Unfortunately, the impetus for doing so is not strong enough to make me actually do it. Sigh. Maybe later... maybe tomorrow... maybe never. We shall see.
The queen, o how she sparkles.
We don't even get school off for Rosh Hashana this year. Two days of temple and we don't even get to miss school. That is evil! Plus the evil fact that Rosh Hashana is on my birthday this year. I suffer, o how I suffer. At least Dave will have to suffer that particular injustice along with me this year. The injustice is not quite so hard to bear when there is another innocent suffering alongside you.
Where are you thinking of?
The CAT always makes the rules.
Must. Purchase. Assignment. Notebook. (can you sense the inner struggle inherent in that thought?)
Unlike the vast majority of my peers, I have actually completed my summer reading. Ha ha! Take that, fools!
Now all good things must come to an end. A sudden end. You can thank my brother later.