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March 3, 1999 | holy cow!
Damn it's already March! Wow. I. Am. Excited. No, really. I am. Well Spring Break is really near and I might be going to Aruba. Al-right Mom! That ought to be fun. At least I won't be in this stinkin town for a few days.
I must say I have the oddest friends. One of them gives me a Cadbury Creme egg from time to time; another always likes to burp in my face; another always greets me with "Hi! Sugar!" with magnetic poetry on the locker door; and then there is this one girl that always tries to lure me into her car with candy.
Hahahaha! I love my friends but I think they need to stay in some more and stop watching The View.
oh, I absolutely adore you Joshua A. Cantu! - on some occasions. The weather here is rather bleak. Right now it is raining, madly. Yesterday it was nice, crispy, and sunny. And the day before that it was snowing. I don't know. I just don't know what's wrong here so it is okay if you look confused. You lookin confused, yet?! So right now I'm stuck at home, working on an extremely pleasant calculus take home test and wondering why linear motion excites me so. Honestly, up until now math was such a complete bore. But then there were differentials and integrals and freaking tangent line approximations wooooooooooo!!!!!!! damnit! I've just been reading alot of Time magazine and a lot of required reading for class. My english teacher is like the man of the century. He's not much taller than me with a graying ponytail and olden round glasses. I once allowed him to borrow my Beck CDs which was extremely weird but it's not what you think; he had read a New York Times article about Beck and how he is like an absurdist (and now we are reading samuel beckett and camus) and so I graciously gave him my stuff. His wife and he go to museums and watch unknown broadway plays titled "Art." They went to Disneyworld for their honeymoon and they named their two kittens Didi and Gogo, but must give them away because his wife has asthma. It must have been my imagination but I swear I saw him and his wife at a local train stop, at around 8 at night. The only problem was it was eight at night in an extremely no good very bad neighborhood, and the man I saw wasn't wearing a cowboy hat. He once made us read 50 articles, all 14 pages each and respond to them. We are made to read a book a week and we are worked like mules and I think we all secretly like it. I must say that now that you have your very own vinyl copy of Saturday Night Muppets you must be feeling pretty special. I'm not jealous. No, because I have Michael Jackson's Thriller and a post-surgery-liposuction-tweaking picture of him on the cover. I also have the coveted Chipmunk song record ....because..... my parents ........looniesss!!!!!!!! and do you think the crush your father has on that chicana woman is bad well let me tell you about the crush my father has on shania twain. let. me. tell. you. I must also say I am glad you are trying to keep healthy, despite your obvious bad non/eating habits. Honestly, chitin, major in gourmet cooking or something. Buy a cookbook and make yourself some coconut shrimp. that ought to hold you over for a bit.
love,
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