I need to meditate or punch someone

If I EVER hear the word "project" come out of Mrs. Roberts' mouth ever again I am going to get up, scream, rip out a large chunk of her hair, throw her out a window, and then look at the class and say "well, we all just got A's."

If you can't tell, I'm stressed out. Too many things to do, not enough time.

Prom was fun. Since I don't feel like talking about it/complaining about my life, I'm going to go manipulate people's lives/play the Sims-Hot Date. And then install my other three new games. Maybe. Or I could study for my Odyssey test. HAH. Yeah, right.