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Why do we all have the tendency to apologize for saying how we feel? What’s bothering us? Bitching about all the things that need to be bitched about in our diaries? And it seems that it isn’t until one of our regular readers tells us it’s okay, reminds us that it’s our diary, and that is what it’s for, that we remember that it’s okay, that it’s what it’s for.

And apparently I’m an over emotional ball of hormones, or something. Fruits Basket is making me cry…*beats head on pseudo-desk*

Then again, I pretty much already knew that. *sigh*
I think when I get back from Missouri I’ll get a pet…Well, maybe after school is out for the summer…Then again, I will have to worry about leaving it in June…Then taking care of it and school come August…*sigh* Tho a pet would be easier and cheaper than other things.

Sonja got all dressed up for spring pictures at the school this morning…I had to take her the money for them earlier, as she forgot it when she left this morning, along with her note to ride the bus home with Sammy. Anyway…She makes a very pretty boy. She had on black dress pants and a burgundy button up dress shirt, with a tie and everything.

*pushes homework around*
I only could use the one source of the two that I had for Mythology…I looked for a good portion of the day looking for more sources, for it and Linguistics. Hopefully some of what I found will work…Just need to get it printed out.

*several hours later*

Yeah…Head is all ouchie & unthinking…I’m tired, but can’t go to bed yet…

Harley seems to have all kinds of energy…I wish I could find a way to bottle it. I would use some, and sell the rest off…It would be the best energy booster ever.