stupid art history
okay, so i started out liking the art history teacher (must have been the "give her a chance" mentality) but I am now over that. Eugh. I hate studying for that. She called it a QUIZ last week and then this week she's like "okay, get ready for your EXAM". I just don't like her style. I could go on forever, but I won't.
Started reading "Shadowmarch" by Tad Williams. First book I've read in over half a year. Maybe even a year... can't remember having read anything else. It felt good to just sit on my bed and be SUCKED into the story :'D Though it's dangerous as always... i can't put the thing down and after I write this I STILL need to go do an assignment upstairs. Not cool.
So my little brother made this valentine for my dad (he always gets in the festive mood and makes stuff before xmas etc) and my dad like like "yeah, i remember we got lots of flowers here last year hehe". Mmhm. Gee thanks JUST what I needed to hear. I do not need a reminder of Ryan connected with ANYTHING to do with v-day thankyouverymuch. Fuck. I'm starting to think pushing the whole fucking thing from my mind would be easier than having it come up in my head and me thinking "gee that was so much fun." and then "great, now look at what happened". Here I am with my boring life where i sit for hours on msn and sulk about nothing and feel left out of shit at school even when I have other friends anyways!!! AAAH. And I know it's all in my head. Argh. I think i just want to die and not come to school next monday. I'll bake a nice pink heart-shaped cake, and eat it. I think I do use food for comfort. There's a party this Saturday though... looking forward to that I must say *shrug*. And now, enough shit. I always think of cutting stuff out just so people who read my LJ don't have to read my ranting, but then I always realize that's what it's there for. I'm off to paint a piece of, uh, shit for class tomorrow.
Started reading "Shadowmarch" by Tad Williams. First book I've read in over half a year. Maybe even a year... can't remember having read anything else. It felt good to just sit on my bed and be SUCKED into the story :'D Though it's dangerous as always... i can't put the thing down and after I write this I STILL need to go do an assignment upstairs. Not cool.
So my little brother made this valentine for my dad (he always gets in the festive mood and makes stuff before xmas etc) and my dad like like "yeah, i remember we got lots of flowers here last year hehe". Mmhm. Gee thanks JUST what I needed to hear. I do not need a reminder of Ryan connected with ANYTHING to do with v-day thankyouverymuch. Fuck. I'm starting to think pushing the whole fucking thing from my mind would be easier than having it come up in my head and me thinking "gee that was so much fun." and then "great, now look at what happened". Here I am with my boring life where i sit for hours on msn and sulk about nothing and feel left out of shit at school even when I have other friends anyways!!! AAAH. And I know it's all in my head. Argh. I think i just want to die and not come to school next monday. I'll bake a nice pink heart-shaped cake, and eat it. I think I do use food for comfort. There's a party this Saturday though... looking forward to that I must say *shrug*. And now, enough shit. I always think of cutting stuff out just so people who read my LJ don't have to read my ranting, but then I always realize that's what it's there for. I'm off to paint a piece of, uh, shit for class tomorrow.