I love how my title as nothing to do with my entry... Today was better. spanish was a riot. the only good thing about that class is that williams makes it fun. hmmm then came geometry. and what the fuck is up with that?! how is it that i was perfectly fine before that class and 5 minutes into i felt like i was on drugs... i can't concentrate in the bloody cesspool of angles, slope, shapes, paralellness. and mrs. collins. mrs. phil collins, teehee! ................................................................................................................................................. moving on. annoyed with myself. i just looked at my drawings. uuugghh... yeah... i don't care what people say. they look like shit to me. i could do better. and i'm never entirely happy with them. they depress me. so i'm working on getting better. i should probably attempt to use some other medium besides graphite too. did i mention they make me feel like blah? y'know those thoughts that you get that you imagine them so much that they just seem real even though they never happen? well, i wore those fucking slippers today right.. and since they don't grip very well to my foot i could just see them making me fall. and guess what.. they did.. hah.. ha.. i was walking out of american history and i was working my way up the stairs. and i have this paranoia about walking upstairs... i dunno it just makes my butt feel weird. oh wow... geez. so i usually jog/bounce/hop up them. well i sort of fell.. and of course the hall was completely deserted save for one person. pfft. figures. well... i meant to do that! really? oh yes... well that's it for now. i'll edit later when i don't have to be sleeping.