Gah! I feel like a manic-depressive. Sometimes I'm perfectly fine and other times I'm like, "life sucks ... lala." I don't understand it. Right now I'm fine btw.

So I got my other test back today. That gives me in my 4 classes that give tests: A, B, D, C in order of reception. I can't even get consistent grades in my classes! Geez. Maybe I'm going into the wrong profession. I always seem to do worst on my history tests.

WOW! I got 6 comments on my previous entry. That's a lot for me. I feel proud. I just wish it wasn't such a depressing entry. Maybe something funny instead that people are like, "haha, bumper sticker" or something like that. Oh well.

So I have this friend. They aren't happy recently and I've decided I want nothing more than for them to be happy. This is tougher than I want. In the interest of fairness, I'll tell everyone to SMILE and hopefully this person is also smiling because I am thinking of them. If not, then they hate me but ... yeah, they should be happy.

I do understand though that people go through moods. I have been going through moods due to stress. Moods suck because people that meet you while in a mood instantly think you are always like that mood even when you change regularly depending on the moment.

This weekend I look forward to greatly. I don't think that sentence made sense but I'm moving on. Friday night I work with a pretty good/great staff (not sure ALL who works but those that I do know thus far seem to be good). Saturday I get to "escort" Gretchen to her homecoming dance in my father's RX-8. Going in style :-) We've already been nominated hottest couple by ... us ... but still. Sunday there's a decent size group (undecided members) that will be going to Eastern State Penitentiary to visit "Terror Behind the Walls" or something like that. 9th Scariest Haunted House in the US. Who's going to wet themselves? :: raises hand ::

Today's weather was closely related to poodinky. Tomorrow's weather isn't looking much better.

Should poodinky have a hyphen? I don't even know that it matters ... it isn't a real word that I'm aware of.

It's 2am. Caca. I must depart. Have a good one and ... stuff.