8:38 p.m. - Saturday, Apr. 19, 2003
rock out with your cock out
i feel like a sterotypical writer right now. i'm eating chinese and drinking a caffine free soda. i'm listening to denali, well actually a(n) excellent playlist.

my day has been typical for a groundation day. i went to track practice. oh wow. i have a goal. isn't that stellar? i thought so. you see, my best time ever has been 9:35, and this girl from mount blue just got 8:32. so in order for me to get that, or beat that rather, i need to do a lap that is in between 2:05 to 2:08. fantastic. thats soo much work! but i really want to do it. i have nothing else to strive for. i killed the band for now because i'm a dumbass... yeah. but! i have been writing music like crazy. so its going to work out fine.

my court date has gotten changed to a hearing with a juvenille corrections officer. i wonder what the fuck is going to happen. before i knew exactly what to do. go to court admit to what i had done and pay a fine. but now.. i don't know. i'm scared, seriously. when i got my prints done it brought it all to reality for me. yeah, no good.

i probably should get back to my script while i still have ideas for it. and i need to write the script for my musical.

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