Boredom

I hate school. School.School. School. School. Skool. Wait....did I spell that right? Oh well.

So far, everything is decent. Started writing about a dream I had where I killed my parents. God, I am twisted. :D

In our little computer studies class we have to plan a fake vacation. My partners are poor. We are going to...*drumroll*...DALLAS!...Wait...YTF are we going to Dallas? Dallas sucks.

Also got my girlfriend's name henna'ed (oh yeah, I'm cool) on my hand. She says she owns that hand. She doesn't wanna know where it has been. I'm so sorry Ashley. :D