I'm having a sneeze attack right now, meaning I'll sneeze like anything if I as much as catch a small whiff of perfume. I hate it when I have my sneeze attack; my nose gets runny and my eyes get itchy and watery. Plus, I've got a mosquito bite on my left elbow so you could say that this is not the perfect time to bug me.

I'm so annoyed at my sister's friends. Ever since I got home at four, I kept getting calls from her stupid friends, nonstop till around six when I finally told them that she was coming home at eight because she was at choir rehearsals. My sister should be goddamn thankful that I didn't scream at them; if I did they would probably never call again. But the most annoying part is, when my sis got home, I told her she got about twenty calls, and she's like, "Oh." Damnit! If it comes to the point that her nutty friends really, really piss me off, I swear, I will disconnect the phone. They are so shallow as hell, they're pissed at me cause my nickname is Fuuko and that's the name of their favorite anime character. For heaven's sake, I just like the name. Fuuko (the character) is cute but I couldn't care less about her. Agh, I'm beginning to sound like a three-year-old now, so it would be wise if I end that topic.

I sorta regret quitting the choir. My sister said that there's the cute guy named Eric, which perked me up a little. But she said she doesn't like him because she and her friends were staring at him and he was like, "Why are you staring at me? Haven't you girls ever seen a cute guy before?" She and her friends didn't say anything but if I were my sister, I would've said, "Quite the contrary. In fact, the reason why we were staring at you was because we've never come across a creature as ugly as you before." I could've made a pretty good enemy out of him. And you know me, I choose my enemies almost as carefully as I choose my friends. My sister said that this Eric person was a real shrimp, which makes him the perfect enemy. John Kim's as tall as Stephen and it would look a bit weird if I, a tiny little ant, would beat up a real Goliath like John.

At the moment, I'm surfing for Rinoa pictures, looking for the best one to print out so I can bring it when I have my hair cut tomorrow.

Tonight's going to be another boring Friday night. Reason is, I made a date with my History textbook--I'm doing my History homework tonight so I won't have to do anything tomorrow. School sucks, how dare they give us tons of homework on a weekend. Just because it's almost exam week.

How totally terrifying, my sister is taking a phone call right now and she's screaming like hell. I wonder if it ever occured to her that the human eardrums are one of the most sensitive and most complex parts of the human body.

I've got a little good news for myself, Gayle's not mad at me anymore. Because of the report thing. Sure, our teacher doesn't like it that much but at least it's not my fault. Everything's back to normal now; I've already got the usual bruises which is perfectly normal because she started hitting me again (playfully).

I got a Florida postcard from a certain Mark. It's funny because I know of 3 Marks who went to Florida recently. I couldn't figure out which Mark sent me that postcard. Fortunately Mark 0 was online and he said he didn't send me one. So that left me with Mark T and Mark D(my cousin). I figured it was Mark T because he wrote "Lauryn" . Thanks a lot Mark T. I went to all the places you went to. Speaking of Mark O, the birthday card I sent him was returned back to me because "addressee not known". That means Mark O doesn't exist. Just kidding. I'm going to re-mail it and leave his name blank. Hopefully his PO Box will work that way. And speaking again of Mark O, congratulations for finally having her back after 5 months. So ,we are both believers that "If you love him/her let him/her go, if he/she comes back to you, he/she was always yours." Ah, love , where are you?

I'm getting hooked with this search for Rinoa pictures so I'd better end this. 'Night.