I was sick all day today. Something with my stomach. I felt like I was going to throw up or something. I missed dance lessons because of it. Being sick is such a drag. Confines one to his bed. It wouldn’t be bad, being confined to your bed, if you weren’t feeling so miserable, though. I could just read or just think things out.

See http://www.zoelogic.net/?p=232 for an explanation of this series of posts

I discovered today (while I was taking a bath - when I do my deepest thinking) a few neat things about me. 1) I think any boy who looks at me likes me. That’s probably because not many boys look at me. 2) I’m in search of love. Not a particular person, just anyone who could tell me they loved me and mean it. Someone I could love, too. That would be paradise.

I didn’t do much except loaf around today. Spent half the day doing boring chores (dishes, helping mom shop). The rest of the time I played piano, read, or just knocked around. After mom and I got back from shopping, she stuck her nose in a book as usual. Whenever I go to talk to her, she’s too busy reading. No wonder there’s a communication gap between us.

I guess I’m not like usual people who look forward to weekends. Two whole days with my family. My dear, nagging mother. My picky stepfather (very lazy) and my sweet, never-present-unless-he-wants-something brother. My basement hide-a-way and my books help me some. I always thought R was the laziest one. My mom (in the kitchen) called me (from the basement) to get rice (from the pantry). I wonder.

There really isn’t much to say about today. P was supposed to drive me home from school today. Well, someone parked his car cockeyed and we couldn’t get out so I had to go to the office to see if they could get the owner to move it. I had to go through this big ordeal in the dean’s office. I definitely have something against deans. They’re a mean, inefficient bunch.

I got a few good ideas today for stories. Actually it was a pretty usual school day. P told me he would drive me home from school. I was waiting for him and our buses left. He never came. I went inside to wait for the 10th hour bus. T [best friend] was in the commons and we had a fun talk. I use my face and gesture a lot when I speak. This boy sitting near kept mimicking me.