:/ hm...

OK. now that I got the fonts to work....

*ahem*

.....this isn't exactly the hottest thing ever: a former student of OHS, and Mr. Stinson.... dead....gone.... killing self.... suiciding (wha?).... someone that Mr. Stinson called, "thoughtful." I didn't know Kevin Kelso, but just the thought of someone committing suicide by hanging at a public park is depressing. As Mr. Stinson said, It's sad. To many people, I'm sure, he is meaningful. And why I am so sensitive to it, I have yet to figure out. Sensitivity... grr.... I hate it. with a passion... of love... I care for so many people, practically the world.... and it still gets me sometimes.... I need a bumper sticker that says, "I cry for other people." lol. What a loser.

*clears throat again*

~*on a happier note*~~
MOO!

lol...

eh, today was pretty good, except when my face was bright red and dark purple from gym.... ...that still befuddles me..... Zach and I got most of our project done, even though I have yet to put the finishing touches on it... and Zach is really overwhelmed and stressed about it... He was yelling at me-ish, and getting pretty frustrated with me on the phone because I am a helpless little soul who is controlled by the dictating gymnastics... yea, he was pretty ticked off at me, and I hope he's not like that tomorrow. Gawd, being dense is so hard.

Third hour was stupid, as usual, and too easy.... we presented mini-projects that the Nazi gave us, and yea. mleh. :O yay... messing with smileys....

:Q ... this one's sleeping... or drunk. :Y that one's a duck. or chatterbox.... shut that yammering skullcase why don't ya! Gawd, smileys these days... *shakes head* lol.

Okay, well I have to get back to work..... or Zach will murder me.

toodles!