i'm cold.
and it doesn't help wearing this tank top. but i was practicing violin, and i have to wear tank tops when i'm practicing cuz i might get hot, or it might get in the way.
but now i'm cold.

i'm halfway through the HP on Oprah. i'm watching it again. i'll probably see it one last time on the weekend before it's back to Lydia.

i HATE math this year. i thought i did okay on the math test. i thought wrong. i want mr. caffarata to be my teacher. stupid mr. petrou...grrr...well, it's not that i don't like him, i just don't like the way he handles a class. and the way he teaches. other than that, he's a wonderful person.

adam stabbed me with a pencil today. he tried to see what i got on my math test, but i wouldn't let him. he tried to snatch it, i snatched it back, and he stabbed my hand. it hurt! owwiee.

anywho-dilly, i'm really cold, and i need to get something to wear.