School is evil. So...very evil. It took from 2:30 yesterday afternoon to 8:00 last night just to do my workbook pages in Spanish. Then I only got to the 11th page in my reading for LA. I have to do the rest tonight. I felt like I was going to die last night.

Today wasn't so bad, although it was my first full day. We basically just analyzed a poem in LA, talked about children stories in Spanish (Do I know why? ...No), and then I went to my first Karate class. It was kinda scary. Not only the class.

I thought I saw someone I knew from middle school. At first it just reminded me a little of him, but I thought about it on the bus ride home and if that wasn't him, it was twin. Haha. He wore the same brand of Jeans he always wore, and the same types of shirts and had the same structure. Only difference was his hair, it was dyed red, but Jeff could have dyed his hair. And I looked at his face, but It's been so long that I’ve seen him that I didn't remember what his face looked like. The only thing that assures me that it isn't him is that he didn't care about school, therefore he probably wouldn't be in the Running Start program. Veerreh confusing.

Anyway, must get back to my English homework. Adios.