Tuesday, August 24, 1999
9:57, in English class

The English teacher wants us to keep a journal. I almost laughed because I've kept one for almost two years now. I'm glad I'm left handed because I've got a slight case of Arthritis in my hand. Well class is starting now, so I'll write later.

10:56 PM, on the computer

Let me say this, my English teacher is freaking brilliant. She's severely intelligent! AI stopped writing, she gave a lecture about fallicies in speech and writing and it was one of the most stimulating classes I've ever been in. Smart as well as beautiful... she's deadly.

As for the Arthritis... I found that Mydol works wonders.

Lunch today was nice... japanese week, I liked eating with chopsticks because it made me feel somewhat cultured.

Jazz band was fun, man! Ironically today would be Duke Ellington's 100th birthday so we mostly played stuff by him. I kept up okay, and I surprised myself a little too!

Band? Blah. Life as usual... just one thing though... Amanda was wearing a blue jean dress today, and she was nothing short of stunning. Until now I've only seen her in tank tops and baggy jeans, maybe a pair of shorts. But seeing her in a dress made me realize something. She's beautiful. She absolutely takes my breath away. I mean... I... wow. The thing is, she was sitting out by the field watching us practice during band, and I found myself very distracted by her... I never knew she could be so intoxicatingly gorgeous. Every part of me hoped that she wore that dress to get my attention... it definitely worked. She looked incredible.

Something really interesting happened... I sent off two payments for ebay items last week, and I got them back... because of no postage... and the stamps were ripped off of both of them??? Weeeeeeeird, man.

Today is Aunt Marla's birthday. We had a small celebration for her so I didn't get online until around 10. Speaking of birthdays, Kelsey turns 17 tomorrow. Love you girl, happy 17!

Well my Uncle's going to be staying here for a few days... that oughtta be cool, he's like an older brother to me. Well he's getting a bit impatient because he's sleeping in here, so I'd better go.

Oh, and uh...

I got ANOTHER letter from Meredith!!

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