I went to a bar mitzvah last night. It sucked, but I had a good time with Adam and Jay. We didn't dance, or anything. We just walked around lot. Early on, some attractive girl came over and introduced herself. She was supposed to be at a wedding reception somewhere else in the building, but she got bored and came over here, looking for kids her own age. She was kind of an airhead; I didn't mind looking at her, but I was getting sick of listening to her.
I've got a lot of homework today. I don't want to talk about it.
For some reason, my allergies have been really bothering me lately. Every day, I've been waking up and I can't breath, my eyes itch, I'm sneezing... The whole shebang.
I'm really tired. I need to get more sleep. The thing is, though, I keep staying up so late studying, I can't remember anything the next day 'cause I'm so tired. I'm making myself sick. School is killing me. It's not school I hate, though, it's all the work the teachers assign.
I'd rather end this entry on a different note, so I'm going to talk about Star Wars. A new Star Wars book just came out, The Art of Star Wars:Episode I The Phantom Menace. It looks really good. It's hardcover, about three quarters of an inch thick, and the pictures inside are incredible. I feel like reading about Star Wars right now.
Go to the Soulpoll. Fill it out. You'll learn, you'll have fun, it'll be good.
Quote of the day: "I've got such a bad case of dust contamination, I can barely move."