“Why am I the only one in math class?” I wondered yesterday as I walked into my 9:30 linear algebra class.

Until I remembered the professor said last Monday class would be canceled Friday.

I saw Punch-Drunk-Love last night. It isn’t a Julia Roberts chic flick, I promise you, even if you think the previews look like it is. It is very weird, slightly frustrating, and I’m still wondering what it was really about. It was a good movie.

Less than one month left of being a teenager. Less than one month left of being a teenager.