Tuesday, November 21, 2000

I hate hate hate my class. Any kind of class meeting turns into the worst kind of Jerry Springer episode, and the principal's get scared. A really sweet guy that I sit next to in band was out of school today because he hit someone and killed them last night. I couldn't believe it. It was really dark, and some people say that the dead guy might have been trying to kill himself. Either way, Willy must be destroyed, he is the most gentle person ever.