Sunday

Well today's title is awe-inspireing, isn't it? I sure thought so. Today was ok. I finished that stupid Frost and Keats thing, and I was working on the questions to the poem. They are dull and pointless, but I'm nearly finished. I then proceeded to west ed with my daddy to pick up the dress I saw yesturday. And while it seems odd and pointless to get a grad dress now, at least I have my leisure time to find shoes, a purse, jewlery and a hairsyle. The dress, of course, determines everything else. Then I came home and did english. Then supper (more pizza, ew). Then I phoned Evan, but he was entertaining, so I didn't really talk to him. Actually, we really don't communicate any more. Kind of sad really, being as he's my bestest best friend, but I guess we've gone our separate ways. Now I'm here. Mainly because I really don't want to do my homework, but I know that I should. However, I also know that if I stall long enough, I won't have to do my homework until I get home from the cinema, because I am accompanying my mother and Cheyenne to Polar Express. Ick. But hey, it gets me out of doing my homework.