Biology test wasn’t so hard–but I only got one lab write-up done, which sucks. Some wierd freaks are in here. This fat lady and her husband. How can men marry ugly, fat women. It boggles my brain. I want to go read but I’m hungry. I think school just got out. I saw Starr and Natasha–I intensely dislike them. Was hanging out with Jack, that one obese guy from Biology, and Tish for a while–we told some good jokes to each other. I e-mailed my mom about this one thing, we drove by my house last week and there were a million asian kids everywhere–and I was whining “gooks live in my house” for days. Um–I’m hungry. Tawna and Tara aren’t here. There’s nothing to do. I think I’m going to go into the Drift Office and read One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest.

Stayed up late night before last watching Breakfast at Tiffany’s–slept through Religions. Finished The Plague, moving on to One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest by Ken Kesey. I’m really into it, it’s very good. Um, I have to do all my lab write-ups today and study for my Biology test that’s at one-thirty. I’m going to take a nap now so I’m more rested. Oh shit, I forgot a lunch. I’m fucked. I’m going to be so hungry. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. Oh, maybe I’ll pop one of the packages of ancient popcorn in the office. Hm. Off to nap.