Hooplah.Org A Story of Graceful Stumbles

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Click on the image to the left to see a picture of me taken on this day. (pop-up)

I decided to add a picture to this message. No real reason, really, other than I was playing with the camera and I wanted to see how well it would go. I'm going to test it for the next few entries, I think. Unless I happen to look like shit on that day. I chose this picture out of all that I took because I like the way my hand looks. Alan said I look weird. Oh well.

I don't think I will ever be able to make another freaking layout for this site. I've been trying since June, and the best idea I had went into the layout for unpretty.net. I am constantly making wanna-be layouts, and when I vew them after some time they just seem so ugly. I am constantly running ideas that I have past Alan. Poor baby. I shouldn't make him suffer through that, but he's the only person I've found who will tell me he doesn't like it

I am so far behind in school. I wanted to call Stephen this morning to see if he could go around and collect my work, becuase I stayed home again on Friday, but I wasen't awake in time to call him before he left. In the end, it turns out that my thoughful but nosey accounting teacher had actually come to my first peroid class looking to see if I was in school. One time when my friend Cecilia, who sits beside me in my second peroid accounting class, was sick for 3 days, Mr. Harner called her house on the third to make sure she was alright. I was almost expecting him to call me, but then I realised that I'm long distance from the school, and I doubt Mr. Harner would charge the school money, being the guy who he is. It was sweet of him to be that concerned to check up on me. No other teacher would do that.

I hate working on weekends. I remember when Friday came, no matter what shit I had going on during the week, I was always garenteed that I would have 2 full days of staying up late, sitting on my ass, eating, and basically recharging for the next week. Now I just feel like I have endless work days. Ugh. I can't stand it.