2004-04-05
One minute melts into another as a sit and ponder. Pondering life, love, and occasionally sex for reasons unknown to me. Kiko's in my room, supposedly studying despite spring break. I'm guessing she's fallen asleep cause I can hear her gently breathing from here.She has.
Beautiful, isn't she?
I hate to wake her up.
I won't.
I'll just type and see what happens.
It's beautiful out, yet Kiko feels the need to study for finals instead of go to the pool. I'm not even in her math class, which is the one she's studying for. So why is she here? And just to tell you, finals aren't until May.
That darn overachiever.
She'll be mad that I didn't wake her up. Too bad for her, I'm not going to. She deserves the sleep.
I like paragraphs.
I'm so risky, she's in the other room and I'm typing a secret, online diary all about her. WITH HER IN THE NEXT ROOM. I'm so risk taking.
Oh so risque.
I think I'm using that word in the totally wrong context.
I am.
I'm gunna go study my math. I know she'll help me. When she wakes up. It's all thanks to her superior math skills that I got a 97 on that last test.
I'm gunna help her with history. Poor girl. She has a thing where she can't remember dates and events very well. She does everything else so perfectly.
Good thing history is my best subject.