mrrrr
so on thrusday before the whole break up thing i went to school. i noticed something. it smelled really clean. which was really weird. hn...whatever. it was weird. yeah. i dunno. so yeah sorta was bummed this whole weekend. just sucky. i hate my job with a burning passion. was going to apply to ruby toesday as a waitress but i guess not. though i really want to quit my job. gra. i shoulda applied. -__- went to lunch with my mom on friday. went to cheescake factory and that was good food. crab cake sandwhiches. mmm. then there was work and i did some homework and stuff and wow...i'm just blah. did nothing and went to school. was really windy last night and i get my period so my uterus is attacking me but not as bad as usual. finished reading the da vinci code. fucking good book, can't wait for the movie cuz hot damn i was taken for a ride going. 'you? what the hell!? oh it's you! no you're good and then you're evil! and what the hell?' and i was all like squeeing in class while reading it and i was on the train and was reading during the night and reading during work. it was weird. i think i was reading it for like...a week on and off. so now i don't know what to do. i guess i should finish my outline ont he train and uh...prolly draw kean anime club's poster chara thing and uh...i dunno. i feel like i should be doing something. like i shoulda done another pencil page so i could get ahead. =/ and now i'm second guessing my story because it might be a bit rushed but i gotta remind myself that it's a 15 page limit and i think i did everything rather well. if anything i can revisit it with more charas. is it bad that the cheshire cat is in like two pages from now and i have yet to know what he looks like? ickies. well whatever. the storm last night was really bad. the wind was just brutal and now it's still raining. and i've been having those weird dreams again. after i broke up with goerge they came back int their full force. i don't remember them and nor do i care for them. they're just entertaining little images that make me laugh. haha. meh. fuck fuck. i hate phlisophical meanings when i'm depressed because they bring me down further and remind me how just...weird and stupid i am. yeah. oh i love sean's description for something i have. i have a 'raging lack of self confidence'. i like 'raging' that's an awesome word. mm yeah. so yeah i'm sorta down, my uterus attacking me. my mom's in the hospital but she's doing fine, she even called me to tell me that the trains mgiht be late and she sounded a lot better than before. and a bad thing, i think i actually like suduko or whatever that game thing is. gra. so yeah. just blah.