alright day today. He looks and me, and i look at Him. it's ridiculous. something's gotta happen one of these days. the tension is killing me. but anyways, after school i went to this talk about plant structure at the cellular level. you know, i sort of enjoyed it. it was cool. i mean, i don't remember any of the names or anything. i couldn't label anything if i tried, but it was interesting to learn about. it was nice to use my brain after this weekend. of coooourse halloween weekend

today in chem i forgot how to write the letter "q". i just could not write it for the life of me, and it was frustrating as hell. i got more and more pissed off about it, and i eventually just gave up and stopped taking notes. of all the stupid things that could happen to me, i forget how to write the letter "q". argh. i'm such a dumbass sometimes. i gotta NOT have these drug induced days.

i was being really ADD today. my brain is still on trip-out mode. but i'm learning things. my anit-communist history day project is interesting! i keep finding things all over the place. i have an official NHD playlist on my computer now. including "we didn't start the fire" (fire...red?? communism reference??) and "its the end of the world as we know it" (hmm??? end of the world?? get it??). and i was watching I love the 80's strikes back on VH1 and there was a bunch of stuff on there.

trippy day, and i wasn't even stoned. i don't know where my brain went. i think that somehow all the THC builds up somewhere in your brain, and sometimes when your not expecting it, it just hits you and you trip out without even smoking. is that possible or did i just make that up? oh well. i love the way that things look, and feel, and move. like i was watching water droplets in the shower, and it was amazing. i wish i had had my camera right then. i never noticed the patterns they form

fall in cleveland means rain...thus the craposity of today. it was wet. it was wet yesterday too, but yesterday i was getting a kick out of trying to act tough in front of the ohio state crew coach who came down to watch out practice. today i didn't have to be tough, so i was extra wimpy. i had to go out and take pictures for my class (at the last possible minute of course. i've had all quarter and i put it off until three days before the deadline). it was raining, and gray, and the pictur

yankees are in the world series :-) . well, of course they are. they are the best team. so i am happy. last night, i hung out with Him. we went to a metropark and froze our asses off, and then went back to his house and chilled. it was interesting. it was mostly me talking and talking and talking. he mostly just listened. that was ok. i was being sort of spastic. i guess i just fell into auto-pilot mode, which for me, means not shutting up. i can just keep on talking

today started out pretty crappy...as one might expect with a pink sunrise. days that start with pink sunrises are doomed to be bad. orange sunrises are good. days when it's too cloudy too see a good sunrise can go either way. pink sunrises are pretty rare around here, and you just know it's bad when it's coming. ok, well, i know it's bad. i'm not very superstitious, i think the whole thing is sort of ridiculous, even my sunrise theory. but it at least gives me a good excuse for why my da

i read this article about mixing skittles in with alcohol. i've done that before. it kind of rocks. i like skittles and corona. then again, i like almost anything and corona. i like rolling rock a lot too, and red stripe, and heineken, and guiness, and a few others. i'm like a big beer drinking man. heh. i hate when girls don't like to drink beer. personally, i hate hard liqour. most of it either tastes like rubbing alcohol to me, or tastes like rubbing alcohol with too much sugar. th

well first of all, thank you, for whoever left the comment on my last entry. that was nice of you. it made me feel less stupid. even though...today i was supposed to answer a question in history, and i said something that i *thought* made sense, but it was blatantly wrong, as my teacher told me. everyone looked at me like i was a dumbass, but oh well. i was distracted byt this keychain thing i was playing with. it belongs to him, but i like to bug him until he lets me play with it. terrib

get ready...i can feel an angry/frustrated rant coming on...alright, well, here's the thing. i am sick to death of being stupid. i know, youre thinking, "you should just work harder and put in more effort, etc". some people don't comprehend the difficulty in that. this all started in history today when we were getting our DBQ's back. now i usually don't care much about tests. my general feeling is that they are useless and annoying and too frequent. usually i wing everything and do alrigh

i decided to take a break from my life for a little while last night. it was the usual homecoming ritual, and i had been watching it build up for months. the more and more alcohol we bought the less i wanted to go. not that i don't like to drink or have fun, but in my groupd of friends...smoking pot three times a day is the norm, and it's Very Strange if you miss a day. we're all a little bit fucked in the head i think. well anyway...last night was homecoming, and i decided not to go. my f

days get really long this time of year. i enjoy it though. every day is full to the last drop. it was a miserable day on the river today though. there was some sort of oil spill on the cuyahoga so everything was blocked off and it was gray and everyone was pissed off and it just wasn't working. oh well, saturday i've got practice in the morning and things will be better. today was a good day in general though, because i talked to him. for quite a little while, we just hung around. a few

my parents are Very Jewish. not orthodox, just very into the whole judaism thing. i'm not a fan of organized religion for the most part, but i let them do thier thing. who am i to criticize? but anyways, we are one of those crazy families that actually build a sukkah (shibby tent thing) in our back yard. so tonight i was dragged out from my oh so interesting english paper to lug around tent poles...in a miniskirt and flip-flops. those are not designed for physical labor. needless to say

man oh man. god help me if i haven't gone and done something crazy. i've gone and fallen for a nerd. now i don't think anyone on this site knows anything about me, but for my entire life (well, the last fours years or so which is all i can really remember anyway) i've been going out with trashy shits who think they're cool (and evidentally so do i), and drop out of high school and smoke a lot of pot. i met this guy sean the other day. he's 20, dropped out of school at 17, and works at medic