last night I guess
01/09/2003 08:42 p.m.
I greatly dislike my math class. It's stuff we did last year but I was BAD at last year's math class. So there you go. And that class is SO LONG. I hate it. The end.

I'm going to post more poems eventually. And maybe change a journal entry into a poem at the suggestion of Lori Johnson. Hm, we'll see.

It was all about the visitors last night. Ash and I are in the computer lab as we generally are and in walks Eric Dodson in a light blue hat, navy wife-beater, Hawaiian shorts, white long johns, socks and black tennis shoes. It was bizarre. I was afraid. But he came to visit us and he met Beta Eric (which is pronounced "betta Eric" by the way) and he brought Mark... some boy he knows named Mark. He looks a lot like Ben Tewes. Only not as skinny. That Ben, he's small. Anyway, so those kids came up to our room and met the fish and we're all sitting around talking and John comes in. John likes Ashley. That makes me laugh. But oh well. So we had three boys in our room. Wow. Bob Jones would cry. Eventually Eric and Mark left because Eric had work so it was just Ash, John and me. Which was fine. We talked about those latter day saints. :) And THEN my HONEY called. I was overjoyed. And then, like a silly little girl, I ignored him. I'm dumb. But John left not too long after he called and after a disturbing story about Mary Ruth's friends via the Strass, I spoke with my HONEY.

Yes, my honey. I miss him. A lot. He's the greatest. Oh yes he is.

My mom's writing a poem. That makes me smile.

And now I have a headache and I want an extremely late lunch or a way early dinner. I'm going to go find one of those.

Okay?

I am currently Lovesick
I am listening to a boy on his cell phone... I dunno