I was forced (against my will) to stay after for 'math lab'. Because my grade keeps decreasing in that class.

Grr.

I told my dad maybe if my geometry teach didn't look exactly like Dave Thomas, well then maybe this wouldn't be such an issue.

He just ho-hummed at me in a sighing way and walked off.

Yummy. I am so excited. Kurt Cobain's journals were transformed into a book- i must go pick up that little goody as an early x-mas present to me.

Normally I denounce x-mas as a commercial holiday, but I might have to make an exception.

It's somewhat scary..I mean who knows if he even wanted anyone to read his thoughts? I think if i died, i wouldn't want all my feelings being published because thats the one thing a journal stands for- privacy.

And he didn't much like the glaring spotlight. It probably burned his eyes.

I wish that I was free enough to do whatever I desired.

To swallow the world in a glance, and throw it back again if I didn't like what i saw.

Then fish around a little, until i found my own nook and make myself comfortable for awhile.

It would be scrumptious-if i got to do exactly what i thought I should be able too.

Tomorrow is Larry again. I am looking forward to it, although he wants me to become friends w/ Laurie.

A challenge im not quite ready to face.

Anyways-thats it for now.

I can't wait for Sunday because I get to visit mom.

I can't wait to record all the crazy happenings we get ourselves into.

My feast of smoothies on thanksgiving should be marvelous.

Also-im thinkin im gunna unlock.

What do you think?

<3