2003-09-02 - 5:49 p.m.
The trees sway back and forth with a sense of ferocity, urgency. This storm plans to go somewhere, straight through Hong Kong. Maybe it will affect us. I don't know. I, for one, plan to go about as normal, hoping we don't have to go to school tomorrow.
I hope that Ryan will stop chasing me around and diving to pick up something I dropped and following me around like a lost puppy. I hope that he will start following new guy Paul around. Paul doesn't realize that Ryan has started following him around and hanging on his every word. He doesn't realize yet what a cling-on Ryan is. But it did't stop him from laughing today when my white-out fell from my pencil case and Ryan practically tackling it just as I was realizing it fell out of my pencil case.
I mean, yo, don't you have anything better to do than doing everything for someone else?
Kevin would surely enjoy being waited on hand and foot by Ryan, but I do not. I definitely do not. Feminism didn't happen for nothing.
