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Suck Day

School today was pretty awful. It was a self-pity day for me. I was depressed all day long. The last hour Econ was about the only good part of school. Baron let us retake a test with a partner and Nate and I worked together. We owned that test hard. We are a owning team. I then headed over to Kinoshita’s room for the first Japanese club officers meeting. I think it’s gonna be good this year, which is a better sign than last year or the year before. At eight, I hung out with Angie. That’s four days in a row. That cheered me up a bit. I just got finished with my English paper which is pretty long and I think it’s actually pretty good – at least the first half is. I am so burnt out from that right now. It was kind of fun though because I got to reminisce on my Japan trip which was amazing. Well I’m out for now. Post tomorrow.

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Lunch Boycott

Today was a pretty good day save a couple of quizzes. Pre-cal kind of owned me. The “big lunch boycott” fell through like a lead weight. Everyone was like, “Man, it will never work”, even though it DID work freshman year! Yeah people will call me a hypocrite because I bought lunch, but it was well after the fact that the boycott failed. Also, I hung out with Angie again today which was again great. It’s weird, I hung out with her almost everyday this week, yet I never get tired of her. I can’t speak for her but I hope the feeling is mutual. I have a little physics to get done so I will tend to that. Post tomorrow.

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More Angie

Hey,
I’m updating like everyday now. School kind of sucked today except for 7th period where Nate and I discovered a shirt that Arnold wore in Pumping Iron. It reads “Arnold is Numero Uno”. We are going to buy it and wear it everyday, forever. At about 8 o’clock I hung out with Angie which is always a treat (not sar-CASM). We kind of just drove around and stuff, but even that manages to be much fun. I’m not happy to announce I am no longer a pop culture virgin. Yesterday, I was on the phone with Angie and I went away for a second to write in my Xanga. To my and her surprise when I got back to the phone she was passed out with her lights off and she not remembering the past five minutes. There is only one explanation for this and it is that she was a victim (well, some would call it a victim. I would call it lucky) of a ninja attack. Well, I know this entry has been all over the map, but I like it like that.