Oh dear!
I am currently cleaning my room and trying to make space for the insane amounts of notebooks, binders and text books I have accumulated over the last three years of university. In the process I have found all of my old high school notes annnnnnd some Junior high work (Grade 7 - 9), mostly the Language Arts stuff. I was going through the poetry and short stories, most of which is really terrible, but it all suprised me a lot... I'm suprised none of my teachers tried talking to my parents about making me see a psychologist! The stuff I wrote in my journals was far more disturbing than any of the school work, but stiil, some of it would have made me concerned had I been a teacher. I was talking a lot about death, divorce, depression, suicide, not fitting in and in my short stories I wrote about characters who were addicted to cocain or went to raves and got in trouble. I don't even remember most of this...

On another note... I was watching Much More Music today and there was a special on Sammy Hagar... Who knew he was a religous family man now? Not me! It's too bad time hasn't been as fortunate to David Lee Roth though... Sammy's lookin' about 20 years younger than his 61 years or so... but Mr.Roth is just lookin... haggard

Oh and speaking of school! I got my grades back... two A's and an A-... but I'm missing my history mark! Those jerks.