I seem to have lost The Stranger. Kind of hard to finish a book when you can't find it...

Damned history folders. Course, it's my own fault if they're not done by now. Eh, too bad.

I wish we could talk more. Kind of hard when he doesn't show up to school, though. *cough*

Nikki, thankfully, seems to have recovered from the not going to prom thing. And the last japanese club meeting is on wednesday. I doubt I'll go next year, and I'm pretty sure she won't either. I'm sick of Sakakura and nothing really interesting happens anyways. Maybe I'll go do other clubs instead, or do what I've always been fond of doing, showing up to various clubs randomly, whenever I feel like it. That's always fun. And maybe I'll show up at that paint club more. I only went to two meetings this year, and it was kind of fun.

I'll bring pictures tomorrow. I seem to have a double chin on some of them. It sucks when a camera adds weight and your dad's shorter than you, so he always points the camera UP at you.