Tuesday, September 23, 2003

Ok, by the end of the semester, if the four baseball players who sit in their seats sleeping the whole class get a higher grade then me in Humanities, then I might just go and drown myself in Sprite [or Sierra Mist]. I will. I promise. (maybe not promise….) I don’t understand how people can just sit there and sleep the whole class period. I’m not talking about the sleeping where you have your head slightly bent down to look as if you’re reading, and every now and then you move around so the teacher thinks your enjoying the lecture or taking really good notes. No, these people don’t have ANY books, pens, pencils, anything on their desks. They have their baseball hats pulled over their heads, their legs up in the chair, head cocked to the side, and off to sleepy land. Four of them, in a row together; I don’t understand. I would be scared to do something like that. But I guess if you got it like it that, then why not.

I’m hungry. ~~you eat like my dog~~ Thanks Caitlin