had one totally weird dream and is never thinking about high school like ever again.

watching the clock, awaiting the new year.

doing his nails to pass time.

had some like problems before, but he finally got that present Shea asked for like way back.

practically strangling himself with his scarf in the cold.

finds himself totally being late to the party, as usual.

idly flipping through his physics books. Numbers, ew.

a half finished scarf on his lap as he knits.

might have misplaced his pony in the midst of all the sheep. >>;

can't find anything to do and has resorted to walking along the hallways.