I'm in AP Bio right now. There are only five people total this hour, because all of the seniors are gone. It's very strange.

Mr. Fuller told us that we can pretty much go wherever we want during this hour. Michael's working in the Black Box, and I just really don't want to work. I'm wearing my new purple dress. I like it. I feel little again. There's no APUSH class this hour, no Acc. Analysis class, I don't feel like doing my math homework, and I don't feel comfortable in any of my other hours. There's no real place for me to go, and it makes me feel somewhat alone.

I think I'll just read Vanity Fair this hour. Oh, and I need to drop off that worksheet in Trombly's room. And get some attendence fixed. Gragh.