Gosh, it's been a while since I scrounged up useless trivia about my life and wrote about it. I'm in Biology right now, writing on a piece a paper which I will take home and type up, then post it on my blog. ^_^

I have play practice after school until 5:00. Me and Chris (whom I sit next to at rehersals) had a huge fight this morning on the bus. We're not on good terms right now. We normally talk about conflicting issues in the world, but this morning was different. We began to talk about police officers. He said something I challanged and knew was correct in my point of view. (My father is a police officer.) He got angry, then looked out the window. He looked out the window and looked at the new stoplights that they were putting in.

"Hey Steph! Look, they're putting in new stoplights." He said.

"Yeah I know. They're up all over the city. Haven't ya seen them?" I asked smiling.

He began to glare at me. "I think swallowing all that cum and Motion Lotion has affected your brain." He said matter-of-a-factly.

I was outrageously offended. "Fuck you!" I said. "It's none of your god damned business what I do, such as it is not my business what you do! Get a life!"

I had a bad mood until play practice.

My mood lifted at lunch (and dropped later). He took a seat next to me instead of Princess Meri and told Travis to get the hell out of his seat. He made an origami box, which I took. I’ve only seen this folding style once before, when he tried to give me my Valentine’s Day present in the 7th grade (that I finally accepting this year. It's a very soft stuffed dog. I’m still sleeping with it. Whenever I begin to cry, I hug it, and everything seems better.) He made it out of wrapping paper…at least I think that happened.

I’m going on vacation on only 3 days. I’ll still write, but I can only post when I get back. We don’t have a laptop (I’m hating him right now, he has one.).

The girl I'm understudying for is so sick she's in the hospital. I don't know why.

He said he may even sign up for play committee for lights and sound. That’d be great. I’m so glad I convinced him. Maybe…when practice ends at 5, we could find a little corner or go down the road to his house…ya know, to practice lines or something. Maybe we could test the lights….