Life has gone to the shits
Stu got mad at me today...almost made me cry. I was sooooo depressed for most of the day. Then, finally, during lunch I was depressing myself even MORE by looking at pictures of historical "moments" in Time, and then I heard Pink Floyd (the best)...Wish You were Here...playing in the room next door. I was automatically drawn, and stopped being so sad. Pink Floyd is great like that. But anyways, after that, I went to art, did a great little scratch picture, touched up my Viper, and went to meet Mark for a ride. Stu apoligized (thank dog), and then the rest of the day went pretty smoothly.
Met Pete. Didn't like him at all. But hey, that's okay, I don't like my principal either. But no one who says I look like I'm 13 will be liked.
I'm not really depressed anymore...which is good.
I HAVE to see my boyfriend tommorow, or else it will be 5 weeks without seeing him. Is it a WONDER why we're drifting apart...hrrmmm...
Met Pete. Didn't like him at all. But hey, that's okay, I don't like my principal either. But no one who says I look like I'm 13 will be liked.
I'm not really depressed anymore...which is good.
I HAVE to see my boyfriend tommorow, or else it will be 5 weeks without seeing him. Is it a WONDER why we're drifting apart...hrrmmm...