4.26.2002
 
Hmm... contemplating pulling something like the "Warning" musicvideo (read: scream at the top of my lungs at 10:24am to signal the apocalypse) or just scream for no apparent reason.

Saw "Grave of the Fireflies" in Japanese... for the sixth time... not as sad as it was the first time 'round. So I just read from the Japanese Slang book the entire time.

Waited for Marcy to show up to do our photoshoot. She couldn't get out of her class, nor did I have Christine's blade-cane. So I sat and worked on homework instead.

Thankfully Mr. Millet wasn't in today, so Algebra was easy enough. During lunch there was mentioning of Mikey's preference for objects up his ass... followed by histerical laughter.

Printed in Art. Three more colors. Lizzy's back, but depressed.

Piano sucked.

RENT is tomorrow.

Welcome to the weekend.

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