  I feel like crawling in a dark, small corner and becoming mute. Not only am I sick, but my brother gone without telling where he is for the third weekend in a row, and I am terrified that my grades are going to take a plunge. I feel overwhelmed in AP History, and would resolve to drop it if I still could. Unfortunately, the deadline for dropping classes has passed.
I am also terrified that Joey (delequent older brother) won't have the credits to graduate. On top of this all, there is the typical redundant desire to escape the boredom here. And so it continues. Robin is passively aggressively mad because I decided not to go to SNL premiere tonight. Instead I will sit home and write my review, oogle over the tastiness of John, again say "Jimmy is so much better looking in person! ", as well as yearn for New York and its subsequent coolness. Tomorrow Mom and I are going to Melissa's church, which will be a much needed assurance of omnipotence. Ah, but there is laughter in my life. If you have a soul, urlLink click here . If you know me at all, you will understand the ABSOLUTE RIDICULOUSNESS that Old Navy has dwindeled to. Affectionately... Anna 
