So...

Have you ever been really excited to do something, but then at the last minute something comes up and plans get all changed around. And you end up not doing anything at all. Like having breakfast for dinner, but no one cooks anything and you end up eating cereal, which, while still considered a breakfast food, doesn't make much of a dinner. Or like going to see Michael Bolton. But it turns out that it's just that guy from office space. But wait a second. I don't even know if Michael Bolton is any good. I don't think I'd pay to see him, anyway. Or like astronauts going into space. And they're about to take off, but then a guy at Houston comes over the loud speaker:
''Sorry fellas. No space flight. Turns out, there's no such thing as mars.''

Calculus Work

So here is what we did on Thursday instead of doing Calculus. I don't know about others, but this could explain why I have such a bad grade in there. And also why Mrs. Gross is always so angry with us. The other one is up top. I have taken the liberty of naming them, Sea Dragon, Meth Pirate, and Frog King, respectively. Carter Walker, Kyle Sandridge, Emmett Crawford, and Dylan Howdyshell were the artists. But they're not anymore.

Well...

It's Monday evening in this, the third week of January, in the year two thousand and nine. And I am ready for another winter break. School has really been dragging lately. I mean draaaggginngg. Like they do with the boats after they find a body in the harbor or something. And it's slow, something awful. Like cold molasses. But soon we'll have a four day weekend. And that'll be nice, for a while. But then it's back to the old grind, and until spring break too. But after that, just a few weeks until summer. And that, will be nicest of all. On those warm thoughts, I leave you. Good night, and good luck. And if Morgan Freeman were narrating my life, he would here say:
"And so Dylan turned off the computer, and proceded to climb - both up the stairs and into his bed - and there he lay until morning; all the while his mind a-thrum with the comings and goings of dreams. "