Tomorrows A New Day.

So I guess throughout everything today, my hypothesis was right. It was a good day, and nothing stood in my way of being happy about hearing from my man. Not even french (which I barely even paid attention to anyways).

I've got nothing to do now but sleep away the rest of the day and wait for the pain of another school day to arise to me. Hopefully I'll have the urge and will to write tomorrow during creative writing, but knowing me I won't, I have algebra homework to do and its only half way done. All that I know is that I have a lot of thinking to do and a lot of it needs to be written down as soon as possible (before I lose the ideas that is)

Well tomorrows a new day, i can't wait to see if I'll hear from Tim again. I miss his voice..