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I should really start writing all essays at least two months before they are due. 3 hours has thus far yielded only 3 pages and while it is of course, a perfect mockery of the proper collegiate essay tone, it is not a worthwhile read, or any good at all. I'm writing about genetic engineering and I think I've typed that phrase 400 some-odd times. It's so interesting though! Why can't I just talk about it for a couple minutes with some one and have them say "HOORAY YOU PASS!" Not that it matters, I'll get an A-ish grade no matter what because my academics are kind of nonsense because I go to art school. I think my brain is mushing up on me as I type this and I wish the kitten was in my room. I probably can't hang out with anyone at all this week because I have so much work to do. Like this paper. I sat in my 3 hour printmaking class today and did NOTHING because I've got mush brain. I told my teacher on the way out that I promised I would have something made of the one yard by two foot piece of linoleum I had been staring at and she smiled and said "I know," and while I know that I will make something I doubt it's going to be anything remarkable or anything I can even stand to look at. I am feeling useless. I don't want to be a fine artist and I don't want to sell myself as a designer either. Poop poop poop. I'm going to come out of five years of college looking like a rabid squirrel. I wish my boyfriend never cut off one whole side of my hair. I wish I didn't have to be in a student employment production tomorrow. I wish I could stay at my institutional study of a middle school all day and blend in with the classes and act like I'm twelve because intellectually I kind of am. Fuuuuuuuuuuck. I am so much more literal and so much less literal than I ever hoped to be and comparatively wish I was a hush mouthed long haired eye liner wearing blonde head baby that no one understood and no one ever will BUT GOD DO I LOVE BEING UNDERSTOOD.
I'm sorry. I just miss Robin Brady, I think.
SIDE NOTE, I AM NOTHING LIKE YOU.
SECOND SIDE NOTE, I AM ACTUALLY QUITE HAPPY AND STABLE AT THE MOMENT.
THIRD SIDE NOTE, CAN I PAY YOU TO CLEAN MY APARTMENT BECAUSE IT'S GETTING GROSS.
I'm sorry. I just miss Robin Brady, I think.
SIDE NOTE, I AM NOTHING LIKE YOU.
SECOND SIDE NOTE, I AM ACTUALLY QUITE HAPPY AND STABLE AT THE MOMENT.
THIRD SIDE NOTE, CAN I PAY YOU TO CLEAN MY APARTMENT BECAUSE IT'S GETTING GROSS.