Here I am in night school beaming because I was smart enough to NOT do my homework.

The first test was a snap and a half, doing my homework would have been a waste of precious TV time.

I've got that "captain kangaroo" soing in my head from the Pulp Fiction soundtrack. I put the "Zed's Dead" scene on my answering machine to be special.

I saw Broken Arrow and all I have to say is John Travolta saved the film. He is SUCH a nice bad-guy! He's found his true calling.

Well previously was Valentine's Day and out of pity, my bud Christine bought me a carnation. She's all ticked because she bought Jarod a 60 dollar Gund stuffed animal and so far he hasn't given her anything.

I TRIED to tell Andrew that it was imperative that he take Stacey to winterlude to suck up for their one day break up. Instead, they went to dinner and as usual, she had to pay.

So anyways, I've noticed that although I have a Diary format, the content has NOTHING to do with my day. Perhaps I should call it my memoirs or something corny like that.

Ammendum from the brother (Tarik):
Broken Arrow totally sucked. That is one of THE worst movies I have ever seen in my life. I tried to keep track of the amount of mistakes, but then lost count. I only saw it because Travolta was in it (who did an excellent job in Pulp Fiction and Get Shorty). What do you expect from a John Woo film.

NOW! Rumbling in the Bronx with Jackie Chan is AWESOME! Typical cheap voice over Asian movie, but Jackie Chan is 10X Bruce Lee, and the most acrobatic person alive.