It’s been a fantastic day. I woke up at like 11 and hung around in my house till 2. I picked Christine up and we went to eat at subway, and then went to White Flint, cuz she had a Borders gift certificate. She was in between a journal, Dante’s Inferno, and some other stuff, and ended up just buying a book that is all about trashy movies 🙂 The guy at the register gave her 10% off.

It’s Saturday morning and I feel so much better. Everything that was bugging me yesterday stopped bugging me. I just sorta took a look around and realized where I was and I was happy. Chris, Christine, and I played Literati last night online… I didn’t know you could use wild cards! I thought they were just unusable… so I was like 20 points behind the whole game. But if I hadn’t been I woulda whooped some ass.

+++ title = “01” date = 2003 +++ Quarter to six and I’m sitting in my room eating noodles. The weekend has begun. Today was a really horrible day. I started off by telling Christine about how I thought it was going to be a terrible day for some reason, and she disagreed, and said that my day is only as good as I think it’s going to be. So if I think it’s going to bad it’ll be bad, and vice versa.

+++ title = “01” date = 2003 +++ There’s a lotta tension in my house right now. And I’m in my stomach. God I’m hungry. There’s never anything to eat though, my mom either buys reallly crappy food or total junk food. Well junk food it is. Be right back. My sister is bawling in my parents room for no particular reason. I hate it when she does this. She just moans and whines and doesn’t stop complaining about how horrible life is.

+++ title = “01” date = 2003 +++ A very eventful day in the life of the Z. I woke up at 5:15, COMPLETELY expecting a 2 hour delay. The worst thing is, my mom walked in my room and started picking stuff up off the ground without saying anything… I figured maybe she was letting me sleep, since it was a 2 hour delay. Then she said “Isn’t about time to get up?