eh so im better. today was really fucking loooooooong. like longer than ron jeremeys penis long. longer than a fruit by the foot long. longer than that bubble tape bubble gum. you get the point. but it sucked. espically this gym fifth period, right after lunch thing. i sit through class and get all hungry, eat lunch, go to gym and work it off and sit through the rest of the day hungry again. its good tho, cuz i wouldnt get exercise or eat a lot if i didnt. i usualy only eat a small breakfast and lunch at school and snack around after school. i dont eat a lot but now i do. but im not hungry now. food seems to make me sick right now.. *pokes hamburger and makes face at it* but i need to eat so im not hungry later. w/e... we did aerobics today in gym... i went to spanish all sweaty and late for class (gym and spanish are at opposite ends of the school) so i got a tardy and she wouldnt let me explain that i dont have enough time to change out of gym, run to my locker, get my books and get to her class in the seat before the bell rings. whatever. ill just sprint from now on. but what made it worse was that i like fell asleep in class cuz i was so tired. whatever. im kinda actually pissed cuz i think ive got pink eye again, but it could just be irritated. i hope its just irritated. i dont want pink eye again. that shit sucks. (random thought: Matt Mitchell's word is "randy") *rubs my aching trapezius* i hate gym. Road is gonna put the pencil drawing i did of Cresten in the Evansville museum highschool art show in Feb. he said that some of the colleges come there to look at the pics and try to give out scholarships. thats what im hoping. but it wouldnt help much, cuz although mom is giving me the "Figure out what the Hell you want to do with your life" talk, i dont think i wanna go to a local college, or in state for that matter. Lol stupid, but i want to move to london. I like the thought of Oxford. mom says im a dreamer, but what the hell else would i be if i wasnt? she wants me to take more math classes and i want more art. i dont care if i will probably make didly squat for the rest of my life, but its what i love. art and music. god i love my guitar. but the piano is my real talent. eight years.. this is my last tho if i can. i wanna take guitar lessons. im ok at the guitar already but i wanna be better. the guy who set me up with the modeling job i did not too long ago gives lessons to my friend and im gonna talk to him about it.... ok stupid crap is over. i fucking want a friend right now. i love cresten, but hes not at school with me. i need someone to talk to. *smacks self* why did i have to fuck it all up? and why dosent ne one talk to me at school? im always hearing about people sayin im one of the hottest girls in school, but if i am then why do the jock/preps talk down about me? *sigh* maybe its cuz im an art student who makes straight A's and dresses like a "skater freak" i hate stereotyping, cuz i wouldnt put myself in that genre but, they put me in it. i wouldnt really same im ne thing. i got some skater stuff, but i wear some Hollister, and some real Hot Topic goth stuff, and then the sporty stuff, and the artsy stuff, im all over the place but i wear whats comfortable and stands out. *sigh* theyll never understand. i wish i could make them, but they wont. theyre stupid preps. and ghetto ass bitches. those girls scare me. lol ghetto chicks scare the fuck outa me. oh well. this is an extremely long entry, but i have nothing better to do cuz cresten hasnt called me back. so yeah but im gonna go play neopets and download some sims skins. *im such a fucking loser* I love Franz Ferdinand. im out.