Strangely enough, each time I end up asleep at 1AM or after.
So really, it just seems earlier. But I'm still up until 1AM.
It feels so early.
Volleyball was easier today. 3-on-3 was actually pretty fun. No one came. Only 3 other team members, actually. But it was fun.
So I saw Holes. And I am impressed. It was a good adaptation of the book.
If I have any asset to be proud of, one is my imagination. I wrote a 6-minute, on the spot song about Russ sitting in the chair. It almost got disgusting but really wasn't. I managed to make Deana crack up a few times over the course of my song. I'm pretty proud of my songs. I improvised two today. Maybe I'll keep that up.
Rust and I beat Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles IV: Turtles in Time. Oddly enough, the only eras in 'Time' are prehistoria and 1886 AD. Then you go to 2020, 2100, and 1992.
I hate people who use CE and BCE.
I'm working on a BMP->ASCII script in PHP. Dammit, I'm gonna beat Sam.
And Cree exists again. She disappeared for about a month. She's back now. I'm glad. I missed her.
I'm worried about me. I sleep late. I don't have any cares. I drive myself in break. And then to go to school and have 2 AP Tests, 3 books to read for english, an english paper, range starting in a week (!) and Volleyball Volleyball Volleyball... I'm not too looking forward to the next few months.
I wish it was... Last December.
It's about to be a tough month. Get me the hell out. My expectations for summer are far too high. I hope I don't fall apart again.
I refuse to let Helicopters be my song this summer. This summer will be triumphant, because I am doing nothing.
Please. Please please please.