today was all hot, and i sat outside again. ah, sun; how you turn me colors so.

dad: "did you go swimming?"
me: "i didn't swim."
dad: "did you go in the pool?"

this is why i love my parents so much.

many of my girl friends and i have come to a conclusion: the male population is generally gay, dim-witted, and unnecessarily abstruse when it comes to relationships and flattery. i don't mean to offend, but it seems like they should come equipped with decoders and translators. you know? probably not, but that's ok.

someone stuck a pencil in an apple at lunch today, and i do believe the pencil was thrown away and the apple eaten. after the incident.

string cheese incident.

i was recommended a band that sounded exactly like the apples in stereo: the shins. so far, except for the voice of the lead singer, the two are exactly alike, especially with the flaky lyrics.

no, there was no importance to that; just a statement and nothing more.

time to think about doing homework.