Since reading Siddhartha, I've gotten quieter. Plus, I've always never really been opinionated or at least try to tell someone "No, you're wrong" because I've always thought that, honestly we don't know anything. Next, I apologize to Carson for my little odd self last night when I was hyper, or something. Ignore that, please. Now, I'm going to French, I'm going to get a bookbag, my cousins are coming into town. I hope something is wrong with me, like I'm sick, so maybe there's an answer to why I've been feeling very weird all of a sudden. Saw a guy friend from drama camp at the chik-fil-a. He's nice, but such a player it isn't funny. oh well, one less friend. And, yes Ben, I did buy a photobook with a picture of the eifiel *sp? ohwell* tower on the cover, and it holds my Australia photos, I dun care what it looks like on the outside so Nyah! :p other than that I best be going to do stuff or something or other. Yeah. God, I feel...werid, bye
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