twenty nine.

I'm that star up in the sky. I'm that mountain peak up high.
Hey, I made it. I'm the world's greatest.

I am tired, and I am wondering how I am sleeping tonight.
There is stuff all over my bed.
Tomorrow I am going to print out my invitations to my birthday party.
And I might take somebody to dinner or the movies.
Or a few boys swimming.
Or I might be stuck home by myself packing things.
I'm saving my homework for god knows when.

Senior send off was today. It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be.
The Back Street Boys and N*SYNC part was best by far.

Got sick from food. Wish I were dead/asleep.
Kyle forgot his yearbook. Oh well.