Wednesday

My alarm doesn’t go off. I think I set it to P.M. Unfortunately Mom wakes me up anyway. She’s cooked me toast, but it’s wheat bread, which is not awesome. Even running through the parking lot I am still five minutes late, so I get Coach to write me a note so I don’t get in trouble. Geography, I just write notes to Stacey all block, saying she should come to the meet on Saturday and then Culver’s party that night. I didn’t get her response ‘cause Mrs. Breckenmeyer took the note and trashed it. I think I got it in the bag though. In P.E. I lifted weights again. My bench press is up to about 260 pounds. All the other non-athletic stooges played handball again. In English we finished the witch play. They killed John in the end, it was totally rad. In Woods I got to the point where I can sand my racecar. Should be a winning car. Practice was intense. I wanted to quit but at the same time I was dominating the other 170 pounders. I went out with the guys for pizza after practice. I tried to get Stacey to meet us there but her dad said she was eating dinner at home and wouldn’t let me talk to her. Jerk. I played Super Mario Bros. most of the night. Level eight is so annoying, but I beat it after four tries.