Here Are The People In My Life...
Me... Marietta Jameson
My Mother... Judie Jameson
My Bestfriend... Keren Townsend
The Guy I Like... Dillard Williams
Favorite Professor... Dr. Frederick Magee (Accounting Professor)

Here Are The Places In My Life...
College... Giroux University In Carrington
Hometown... Carrington

Things About Me...
Classification... Sophomore
Major... Accounting
Favorite Color... Orange
Birthday... 8/3/1985

This is all for now. More to come later.

This time last week, I was ready to scream. This week was much better.

I got to all of my classes on time. I was ready for my test. Thank goodness.

I am entering a contest at the college. It is a cookie baking contest in the home economics department. My girl Keren is taking a cooking class. The contest is to have to bake a new kind of crazy cookie. I don't know if I will win, but I am going to try. Keren is entering the contest, too. She talked me into entering the contest with her. She is always doing that.

This guy in my English class asked me for a pen. I almost fell out. He is so cute. I gave him a pen. He walked out of class with my pen. I caught up to him after class outside in the hall. He apologized for taking my pen. I was hoping that he would ask me out, but he didn't. Keren thinks I should ask him out or at least for his number. Yea, right.

I got homework like crazy.

On to the books.

See ya next week!

Today was crazy. It started out ok, but things got progressive worse as the day went on.

I was late for school. I miss the bus. I know that fool saw me running for the bus. As I was running across the street, my backpack flew open and all most of my stuff flew out of the backpack. I felt like an idiot picking up books, paper, and pencils off the street. I caught another bus like 10 minutes later, so it wasn't as bad as it could have been.

I got to class ten minutes late. The professor made a smart remark and wrote me down as tardy. After class, I tried to tell him why I was late. He didn't even care.

I left that class and went to my next class. We had a pop quiz that I wasn't ready for.

I went to lunch. Why did I waste my drink on the table? That's all I can say about lunch.

My last class was messed up because I stayed in the library too long and I ended up being late.

I got homework like crazy.

On to the books.

Tomorrow will be better.