So basically Im just writing so that blasted picture will get the heck off the top of the page. What should I tell you tonight?
I had hot chocolate today between classes and it warmed my soul, or at least my mouth. Instead of "soul" I typed "sould", and I do that nearly everytime. I guess its becuase its a lot like "should" or something. . .
I cant wait for next weekend, and the next. I'm probobly going to not appreciate the time until then as much as I should.
I havent done my homework for days. It isnt going to be any fun trying to catch up.
Well, this isnt very interesting for you or me. Maybe I could tell a secret. Wait, do I know any secrets? And if I did, it wouldnt be very nice to tell it over the internet. I know, I'll make something up. (Jaqueline has a crush on Sergio) Now who the heck are Jaqueline and Sergio? You should make a story for them and tell me. Thats your homework. If you dont do it. . . there is absolutely no negative consequence, but how would you feel about yourself?