I am a horrible son... I let my mom do my laundry while I stay home eating fundraiser pizza... and yet I still do nothing...

I don't know what to do for mother's day, I got this painting I hardly put much effort into and I'm giving it to her, but that's nothing... some stupid thing I made in photography... I want to do something that requires effort and has meaning... I was thinking about writing a poem on a card... I don't know...

first they raid my internet, then they flood my e-mail... and now they soil my guestbook, you heard me, you damn porn spammers I hate you all... WHY can't you leave me in peace?! If I wanted wet young asians or hot nude preteens or horny wives, I'd make an effort to get to your sites, but I don't... especially not in such an innocent place like diaryland....

I practically failed the AP calculus exam.... I suck at the math...

it's funny... when I sing at home by myself I don't think I'm too bad, when I sing with my friends, I notice that I'm out of tune and everything and shit and I sound HORRIBLE... oh well...