I threw up today. Three times. Ew. But I was able to miss one of the most useless days of school: Ceramics, French V, AP Biology (study hall), Adventures in Foods.

I actually like school now. I have a 100 in both AP Calculus and AP English so far, and a 95 in AP Biology. In fact, all of my grades right now are an A or higher.

In comparison to the math classes of sophomore and junior year, this year is vastly different... and I'm loving it. Mrs. Vetrovec's voice is very calming, and for once I can't actually feel the tension within the room. AP English is more of a psychology course than literature, but I'm fine with that. AP Biology is fun so far, and our teacher is a riot. Between those three AP classes, I have less homework than in AP Chemistry at this point in the year. However, I'm still seething over the fact that I don't have a parking pass. A detailed, bulleted explanation can be found here.

I'm in love. It has been almost a year now (on November 21), and I know, without a shadow of a doubt, that I'm in love with him. He is all that I could ever want, and I want to make him happy. He calls me the 'love of his life', and however foolish it may seem, I feel giddy when he says this to me. I've spent seven years of my life unable to look people in the eyes, but his eyes... they're so friendly and inviting. There are so many things I could say about him, I can't even keep track of them all. I simply... need him in my life.

Most people don't realize what a mistake religion is. I pity them, and yet I fear a war. I fear holy wars that create more destruction and despair than wars over politics. I would rather die than see this world go to the fanatics.