Well this week wasnt the best, and wasnt the worst. In stat we had a big test. The day of the test, she decided to tell us that we could work in groups. Stupid Kaur...<3. Lunch was kinda boring. Its me and vitunic now, seeing as krista never shows up anymore. Everyone else is kinda like there. Pesh copying frantically off seta while seta insults him, tom being a hobbit, emily and sean like having tear sex. Its going downhill, has been for a bit now. Well, the other day, it hit rock bottom. Freshie (for those of u who have been informed of this situation) decided she has "other interests". Of course, i was the lucky one they called over to tell the news to. I couldnt tell vitunic...i was too hurt for him. I had to use emily as some sort of telegram. Vitunic, my heart truly goes out to u brother. Please, stay alive (no he isnt really debating suicide, but i think i might be with his recent bad luck). So thats that i guess. Perhaps the end to the freshie chronicles....maybe not. On another, equally happy note, when me T ferggy cozo and johnny were driving down fishwick, we crashed into a fucking rock. Mauled his tire. I learned how truly bad cozo sucks when he didnt even get out of the car to help. Friday night, i had big plans with the one and only gerner. A delicious dinner and then cosmic bowling plans where young girls flourish. Of course, something this good could never go down. Around 5:30 i get a call from Scott, my manager. He needs me in work. Who goes in?...This kid. Friday night completely ruined. Everything. And hurr i am now, early on a sunday morning, tired as shit after a long day at work 2nite. Weekend completely burned by work. No good. Hopefully something good will go down this week. I'll soon find out. Until next time ladies and gentlemen, i wish u a good life and happy experiences. Lat0r....ALn. PS. 13 is prime. 14 = over the hill.