Happy tomorrow, dilusional today.

Hi!I cannot sleep, I have even gone to the lengths as to clean my room. At night, at 11 at night. How odd, my parents must think I am doing drugs. But I went to bed and there was dog hair and dog and make out smell and it was GROSS! I didn't want to be there so I folded clothes and picked up clothes tags and ticket stubs and binder rinds from my floor. I put my dressy clothes in my closet and fixed my cable box on my new TV. I shoved the damned pug off my bed and took of the quilt cover- he is now on the bed covered in the dirty coverlette. Good ridenece. Loveline is over so I have put on my soothing sad emo. I wanted to do my french; I truly did but it was so long and I cannot understand if we write the entire examples worth, or paraphrase. I have to ask Kris; I have a lot of makeup shit.TO DOChinese American ReportFolklore of Chinese peopleDiary of a chinese doctor guy from Waiting.256 a-c in french II textEvery math homework ever assigned this quarterStudy formulas for chapter 10 test in math on Thrusday.Ride Penny (urg, spoo, I haven't ridden in forever.)Bike with Kris.Finish learning D flat, G flat and G scale patterns****And I have to do it all tomorrow! Wednesday, I mean, wait- today. Oh, i will be very angry I was not asleep tonight. Ah, grammer going- I think I might be getting tired!Alas; perhaps some hot cocco, but then I realize that the company that makes swiss miss also is the company (Con Agra) that visciously kills millions of innocent cows every year. I will see my OWA on friday; saturday I am going to Salvation Army w/ Tom and a show at night with Kris and maybe Tom and Miles. Its at some church and it will probably be lame but something to do nonetheless. Where did all my spaces go?Sunday I have USPC; then freedom, oh sweet and tangible freedom,glistening on my lips and pasting to my soul an irremovable tumor, that throughout the week will sob, 'Free yourself! Free! I cannot find my muse to finish my novel in this classless glass and cement prison! Run like a deer from the hunter, sweet girl- RUN!' My dad read my story and critqiued it; so I wrote in some of his suggestions, took a couple out, and I have yet to edit the newest edition to chapter II. I will see if Vic likes it tomorrow.Sleep- shall I come to the vast shore of ye (seems more fitting than you)Or shall I float forever helplessstrung by silver thread above promising blacknessdangled in my own universethat insomina has created.My my, I am quite the nerdy emo kid when I am tired.Good night, sleep tight. Wake unto the morning light!Ahaha, hah.Slim