Well, tomorrow's the big eigth grade picnic. I reall can't wait for it. I mean, after the whole booing thing, its kinda lucky we managed to keep it together. After this, only one more week of Hoover before we go out into the great blue sea.

Yeah, my metaphors suck, so what?

Anyways, I still sorta whish my crushes would just go away. Not the people, but the feelings of attraction. I keep reminding myself of emotion control, but when you live in San Francisco, that's kinda hard

Mac281, signing off