Anyway...so now I'm chillin here in study hall...and it is slightly strange because there is only one other girl and she is like in 6,7, or 8th grade...and then there is the one teacher that I can say his name...but never in the world will be able to read...and then two other guys...and that is about it...and I can almost promise you that they are going to be reading it...and that bothers me...a little bit...but if I'm careful...then they won't understand what I'm saying...so that is cool...but yeah...I found out that we [me and the boy who is visiting] made Kathy cry...oh that is to bad. I feel horrible...but she knew that he has a girlfriend...and what not...so oh well...it isn't my fault that she got attached when she shouldn't of...but whatever. Huh...how come I feel so bad about everything...but yet I really don't...I mean there isn't really anything else going on either...but yeah...I've got a whole junk load of Wonka Quotes...and I have to rewrite my Kennedy Theory...because it is really important to me...because you know...I dunno...I'm just really thinking about everything...the more I think about it...the more I understand that I've always been really interested in History...like in 10th grade we had to do a thing on the civil war or whatever...and I ended up doing the Lincoln Assassination! Crazy...I think so. But yeah...I think I'm out! peace and love...holliejo