I'm as dead tired as I was the moment I woke this morning, but the way the sun burned white and violet through a cloud fringe on the way to school made things better somehow.
Can't decide if I'm shallow or just honest. I am probably not the best-qualified judge.
I would love to spend a weekend in town, but it seems that my parents are set on going camping, and on me missing two-thirds of school on Friday. I don't like this idea. The limit of my desire is one morning of sleeping late in my own bed, and one day to spend with friends. I may as well quit writing now because my fingers are starting to spasm through the patterns of swear words.
posted on Thursday, October 23, 2003
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