do i really look sick? do i, do i really?? i dunno, dont care... school was... quite interesting. Seriously it twas. It was thee last day of the first weak. Thats 1 weak down only 49 more to go. We had tests. And homework. I saw constantine. i cudnt sit there for however long it was so i dont know if i like it considering i havent seen thee ending. i couldnt open a fuckin garage door and an older lady had to do it for me. like how fuckin embarrassing is that?? walking home i see the girl i always see. and then a car honked at me it was a girl i rarely see... i broke into my home through the backdoor. Which requires the removal of a shoe and slamming the bottom on a broken door lock. not suspicious at all. for i strive to be better