november: 2: 1998    :    monday
 

Wow. I feel so good about math right now. It is great. I feel like I use to. I just finished my calculus homework and I did every single problem. That might not sound like something special, but this class is hard. I normally don't even know how to do at least two problems. Not this time. It rocked, basically. Yeah, there were a few that I wasn't sure of, but I tried them all. I've always loved math and this helped me know that I still do. Loving math is natural, I hear.

Today is Becky Kraft's birthday. She's a nice girl. I went to a lunch party with her and some silly people. But she didn't order anything she could put a candle in.

Today at work, I had a lot of webpages to create and modify, so I was working like mad. I felt like I had gotten a lot done and then I noticed it had only been like 30 minutes. That sort of sucked. I am just too good at my job. Yeah.. that's it.

I wish I had people to play music with. I miss having a band of other people with talent, but that weren't too sure of themselves. I love to make music.

I love math, though. And today doing my homework was what I needed to make me happy, instead of stressing me out.

I miss you. All of you. Anyone that wonders who you is, pretend it's you this time.

Sometimes, everyone wants to talk to me. Sometimes, everyone talks to me about topics that are just annoying. And sometimes.. sometimes, I wish I could make certain people happy, but don't know how.

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