Sunday, January 18, 2004
I hate those days when you just know it's going to be a boring day. I suppose I could have found something exciting, but I decided on boredom.
Why do I do that?
It's not like I'm going to do homework. Although I should.
Papers are hard to finish. So much drudgery . . . So much.
I must go and eat honey roasted peanuts and work on my paper.
You guys are cool.
Anyone who reads this is cool.
Just thought you'd all like to know that.
