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Dude. TOTALLY didn't notice that today was a long wedneday AT ALL. Like all day.
I mean I knew classes were ending at the regular times, but I never made the connection.
I was like, Why am i hungry? it's too early for me to be hungry.
Wow.
I win.
On an unrelated note, I had a dream that Mr. Billard the art teacher was my father and he wouldn't let me go rafting on the river with my friends. Then I did it anyway and he got mad. Deeply disturbing.
On a related note to the unrelated note, in painting today i accidentally put a huge splotch of white in a black place and went "ah! Fuck!" really loudly because c'mon, i almost ruined the painting.
And Billard was standing RIGHT next to me, and he went, "i wonder what would happen if I used that language" because he can't just yell at me, he has to be twisty and quiet and guilt-trippy.
You know what I hate? When people are mad about one thing but then they yell at you about everything BUT that thing, especially when that thing isn't your fault.
Hate it. Be rational, talk about it, let's work together, stop being an asshole.
Also, related to above, my hip-joints are killing me becasues i went running on asphalt last night because my dad didn't want to go to the gym because he's fat.
But mommy gets home tonight! Yay!!
Also I TOTALLY failed my GHA for math, but i got an A- on a DBQ for ap us that i thought i got like a C on, so that was really cool.
I mean I knew classes were ending at the regular times, but I never made the connection.
I was like, Why am i hungry? it's too early for me to be hungry.
Wow.
I win.
On an unrelated note, I had a dream that Mr. Billard the art teacher was my father and he wouldn't let me go rafting on the river with my friends. Then I did it anyway and he got mad. Deeply disturbing.
On a related note to the unrelated note, in painting today i accidentally put a huge splotch of white in a black place and went "ah! Fuck!" really loudly because c'mon, i almost ruined the painting.
And Billard was standing RIGHT next to me, and he went, "i wonder what would happen if I used that language" because he can't just yell at me, he has to be twisty and quiet and guilt-trippy.
You know what I hate? When people are mad about one thing but then they yell at you about everything BUT that thing, especially when that thing isn't your fault.
Hate it. Be rational, talk about it, let's work together, stop being an asshole.
Also, related to above, my hip-joints are killing me becasues i went running on asphalt last night because my dad didn't want to go to the gym because he's fat.
But mommy gets home tonight! Yay!!
Also I TOTALLY failed my GHA for math, but i got an A- on a DBQ for ap us that i thought i got like a C on, so that was really cool.