Game Over
Sunday, March 24th, 2002Now Listening to: Yellow
Coldplay
Spring break is over. It was good, but I can’t help but feel like I wasted it. I always feel that way, though; so I’m not too concerned.
Beth left me a birthday message on my cell phone yesterday. That made my day, seriously.
I went into work this morning. I’m really tired from that. It was so slow, I was yawning all day. Dean came for lunch, though. That was nice.
My parents are having a get-together for the Oscars tonight. I’m hoping to escape most conversation with a nap and homework.