On Wednesday, I have math, history, and programming.
Ooh. Wednesday.
Yeah. Long day. Math was filled with foruming, because the teacher was not here. History was filled with me trying to stay awake. And Robin Williams. Gym... Eh, exercise bikes. Whatever. Programming... fish and classes and decoding. I wanted everyone to shut up. I couldn't focus. That doesn't normally happen.
Volleyball. Farragut. We won. Eh. Unenthused.
Came home, had dinner at Taco Bell, went to Wendy's (talk about your 'Huh?'s. It's out of context) came home and played Simcity.
Today was fantastically boring.
I didn't want to do anything. I don't want to do anything tomorrow.
I'm bored in general. I'm also thinking too much of playing SimCity.
I got a lot of new reviewers these past two days. It got me thinking a thought I thought before. They know where my diary is. I deal out lists and info and help and whatever, but this diary humanizes me.
It's kind of funny. I'll never seem like a boss because of how this diary humanizes me.
It's free.
I'm free.