I miss Jennifer.

Crap, it's 10:10. I need to get to sleep now so I don't oversleep tomorrow morning... Damnable Mondays.

How nice. Tomorrow's Friday. And I'm going to Chuck E. Cheese's with Jennifer! Of all the fun, spontaneous things I love to do. Anyway, this week's been going well, haven't missed the bus, or overslept, at least not too much. Talked to Kara on the phone yesterday to see if she wanted to do something this weekend, but with all her extracurricular stuff, she seems to always be busy, and this weekend she's got a bunch of soccer stuff to do. Apparently she's on two different teams, and she's also an assistant coach or somesuch... Such an overachiever. Anyway, one more person on my AIM buddy list.

Nothing else worth mentioning this week; it's really quite boring around here still, but my computer parts will get here tomorrow, and spending some time with Jenn should keep me preoccupied. I'll be going over to Rob's house with Julia again, so my weekend won't suck after all.

It's tuesday. A mediocre Tuesday at that. I actually woke up on time, took a shower, and got out of the house somewhat early. Hung out with Rob and Julia in the commons today. I must admit, it's a lot more fun than hanging out with Todd, but it's also not quite as much fun as it was before last Thursday. Oh well. Caesar in English, basketball in PE, NetHack in programming, quiz failure in chemistry, incredibly difficult, yet awesome songs in choir, and cutting out shapes in geometry.

A challenging day indeed. It ended with me walking home again, just for the hell of it, although mid-journey I encountered Claire, who gave me a ride home. I was going to finish my walk, but I just decided against it this time. I'm gonna end up hurting my back if I keep walking all that way with my backpack.

So I got home, sat around on AIM, played with really old electronic gadgets I've got, accidentally welded a piece of steel to my computer's case, electrocuted myself, and then decided to sit around on AIM some more. There's really nothing better to do, as boring as it is.

That's right! I went and saw that play last night. It was nice, something to do, but it cost me 12 bucks. And the seating was reserved. And Kara didn't end up coming. And for the first half of the show I sat next to some old guy who coughed a lot, whereas the seat to the right of me was empty. Was such a relief to go and sit with Jenn and her friend after the intermission, because before that, I wasn't really having a great time. Talked to Mary some though, and she ended up giving me a ride home. Her and her straight hair. It's all, cute, and stuff. And Jennifer with her skirt outfit that's really cute... *splashes cold water on face* Yeah. The play was cool.

As far as Saturdays go, this one sucks. I'm bored out of my mind. There's simply nothing to do! Rob's busy working at the play tonight, Julia's still grounded, Bret's dumb and doesn't talk much, Jenn's, um, yeah, and nobody else will get online anyway. I called my geometry buddy Kara Collister a few times to see if she wanted to go see that new Darkness Falls movie with me, but no luck. Nobody's home, and I'm not really even sure I've got the right number. I guess I'll try again tomorrow. Sigh... I'm kinda lonely.

My apologies for not updating enough. I know I'm supposed to write paragraphs upon paragraphs of information in here, but it just escaped me this past week.

Anyway, yeah, today sucked. Worst Friday ever, in fact. I didn't really sleep much at all, and due to one thing.

Jenn broke up with me last night. I dunno why this kind of thing happens. I'm perfectly happy in a relationship, enjoying another's company and conversation an so forth, when all of a sudden, something goes wrong on the other end, and I get dumped. She says she lost interest in me, and I believe her, of course. It was pretty obvious this week that this was coming to me; I noticed Jenn just didn't really want to do anything with me, you know, hold hands, hug each other, any of that. I thought maybe she was just tired from staying up all night Sunday, or she was just worried about her weight or something again. I guess I was wrong, so she decided we should just be friends. One phrase to end it all.

In any case, I'm not going to say anything bad about Jennifer. Ever. I was really happy with her, and though I regret it had to end like this, it was great while it lasted. She's a great girl, and we had fun, so I'm going to try and not let it get me down.

In other news, I hate sectional seating in choir. Inconceivably so. I have to sit between Palisin and the tenors, and it sucks. Why the hell does Palisin carry his backpack and his athletics bag onto the risers every day? It leads me to the same old question: why the hell is he even in chorale?! He sucks! He's been tone deaf ever since junior high choir when Mrs.Travis tried to get him to sing notes. Yes, notes. It did not work. We do the warmups every day, and he's like, a half step higher than everyone else! I'm just glad he's not a loud singer. Not only does he suck, but like I said, he carries his athletics bag and backpack onto the risers every day, and packs up five minutes before the bell rings. During this time of not having his choir folder, he just looks at my music. I can't believe Mr.Raddin hasn't chewed his ass off for it. Die, Palisin, die.

Mrs.Sampogna moved us in geometry! I don't get to sit with Kara, who's cool and lets me yoink the answers off her tests when we correct them, or Sam, who plays guitar for The Imposters, and is also cool. I'm outraged. I still get to wave to Kara from across the room though! It's fun. Fun, fun geometry. Did I mention I'm failing that class?

Julia- thanks for being there for me. I think if you hadn't been there to cheer me up in choir today I would've just, um, I dunno, exploded. My head would have exploded with confetti.

Well, not a terribly bad Monday, as far as Mondays go. I actually woke up on time today and I've stayed pretty awake most of the day, much to my surprise. Last night I went to bed at about ten, but actually fell asleep at 1:47, which made me a little doubtful of my alarm clock's ability to awaken me.

Substitute teacher in English had us do this 19-question quiz for no reason whatsoever and SHIT I FORGOT TO WRITE MY ENGLISH PAPER SHIT

Well, I'm back from riding my bike. I'm going to try to do that more often; I hate it when my legs get a little weaker after a few weeks of not riding. Did a few extra miles today just because I felt like it. I guess today is one of the few weekdays I'm not tired beyond all levels of insomnia. It's really quite nice...

Anyway, pretty crappy-average day, dealt with a good bit of boringness and incompetence today, but then again, I usually do. Slept in English while everyone else read Julius Caesar, and as irresponsible as that sounds, it really isn't, considering I've already read the first act anyway. Damnable slow people. If anyone ever asks me what foreshadowing is again, I'll just flip out and kill them. Like a ninja.

I always get to PE too early. I swear, it's not fun to go into the locker room and it's just you the coach. From now on, I walk slowly. In any case, continued to play basketball with the same crowd: Bryan, the big guy Jeremy from my choir, Chris, and a couple of Whatshisnames. I actually made a shot today! It increased our score from one to two at the end of the period. Amazing.

I can't stand programming! It can't get any worse. The only thing I have to do is read PvP on the internet, once I go to the trouble of hacking the crappy little internet restraint program, playing NetHack, which I saved onto my student disk, or sleeping. Their internet bugs me too... It's got some firewall crap that only lets you go to certain websites. I think tomorrow I'll just delete it, or plant some backdoor virus in it, or something. I really just don't feel like playing by their rules anymore. Who the hell cares if I turn up the resolution on the monitors? They're not going to emit any more radiation then they did, and it makes the workspace for Visual SHITSIC a little less retarded. I put the Goddamn taskbar on auto-hide and people can't find it anymore. I despise ineptitude.

Chemistry kinda sucked today, as we had a quiz. I had no idea what I was doing, and although Mr.McCormick said I did every single thing wrong, I got an 80 on it. Such a cool teacher. Hurrah for bulletproof vest-jackets and cigars!

Oh dear. We're beginning to learn our music in choir for New York, and usually this would make me pretty happy to be in there, but now we're forced to practice it at home. No, it's not just a sort of trust thing, it's for a grade. Mrs.Travis come back to haunt me in my high-school years. We've got to fill out our rehearsal schedule and get it signed by our parents. I think I would seriously rather do after-school rehearsals every day. At least I could get rides in Julia's ubercar. But on the subject of the music, I found something a little interesting: at the end of one of the songs, the very last note for every part is just an eighth note with an arrow pointing upward, and it says "Any note, as high as possible". Jesus fucking Christ. Figuratively. If we actually do that, it's going to sound really weird. For once, however, I may enjoy sectional seating. Can you imagine being on the edge of the sopranos during that? I'd go deaf!

Jenn's not feeling too well today, and now she's got a fever. Why is everyone getting diseased? It's so sad! I bet Rob will feel all better and come back to school, and Julia will get the plague or something. Accursed sickness.

I had this really screwed up dream last night that I thought I'd share. I was walking out of the high rise with Halley after fourth period, and once we got out of the little rain-cover deal, I saw this gleam in the air and just like that, this javelin impaled me and staked me to the ground through my side. Halley was like, "Wow John, should I pull the javelin out?" And then, once I was being carted to an ambulance, I noticed that Mary had been in her lacrosse uniform, and had been the thrower, from over by the choir building. She was like, "Sorry!"

Tonight I'm sleeping with the fan on. Without any ambient noise, I think my subconscious mind loses itself.