I don't like it when juice wears tights. It's a horrible combination.

I should be working on my portfolio. I love how I'm so pathetically lazy. It's beyond actual human comprehension. Okay, it's not that bad, but yeah. Even I don't understand myself anymore. I want so much out of life but I never really put anything into it. It's the American Dream, I guess. Get a lot by doing nothing. Well. I dunno. It's all about convienence now, that's what I know at least.

I didn't see him after lunch but it's okay. I'm going to try to learn not to be so paranoid. He likes me. I need to stop being so paranoid. So I didn't see him today, okay. Big deal. He just wasn't there, it means nothing

The glove compartment is inaccurately named

and everybody knows it

so I'm proposing a swift, orderly change

because behind its doors

there's nothing to keep my fingers warm

Well, Mrs. McCreedy just checked my portfolio, and things went over better than I thought they would've. I have a feeling this week will turn out okay. I'm pretty sure I'll finish my portfolio, especially since Mrs. McCreedy moved the deadline to Thursday instead of Wednesday.

Alright, well, there's the bell.

I'm not waiting for him. I'll see him after school or something, maybe.