i'm not exactly sure why i have chosen to continue speaking with the "individual". my spanish has improved.. he corrects me, in a very polite manner... it feels.. preetty good. furthermore, i dont give a damn if he leaves or not... speaks or not.. etc. why? he's 21... he lives in another country... he's online preeeeeeeeetty late... hmmmmmmmmm... now... what would a 21 year old... almost 22... want with a 18 year old that writes in the language, with plenty limitations... in other words, i write like a 15 year old... i cant write in the accents! or the "n"!!! what the heeeeeeell????? honestly... what is this?? mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm???? -------------------------------- i'm over it though, somewhat.. that is. tv is boring... i just.. i cant take much mooooooooooore!! i have not the slightest clue how much more i can endure... what would have happened if i had not taken summer courses... i can hardly fathom!! -------------------------------------- jajajaja the other day.. wait, earlier... waaaaay earlier yesterday... 12:00ish, an old "friend" called.... and at the time i was reading a book... jajaja all i remember was snapping! i was so angry he had interupted my reading time! i dont feel remorse... i could hear the booger's friends in the background... according to him they were on the computer... twits. --------------------------------------- im really not all that tired... today my aunt came out ot surgery... she's the type that's a tad...hmm what an understatement... sensitive. i decided to make her a card... and well.. i had very little to work with.. soooo i decided to rip out three roses from a vase my mom had in the living room table.. and draw them... i finished pretty quickly... those were the best roses i had ever drawn... they looked real... i was really surprised... jejejeje i still got it! wooooo! i wish i could do something with design... drawing... something... it would be really nice. it's weird.. my eyes get.. hungry and my hands... i dont think about what's on the paper, my hands and my eyes do all the work for me... as i draw... i think about people... their situations...i think about mine... hm... my hands just do what they feel is right... my eyes do the editing... it's so weird. it's second nature really... hm? it's like that when i play my clarinet... i see the sheet, the notes and thats it. somehow everything just falls into place, my fingers dance as i reflect on the day's events... that actually happens a lot... im never really paying attention to current activities... could it be i have too much on my mind... well... hm.. doubt that.