tell me where i go wrong...
the weather in oakville sucks
i really dont understand why it rains one minute then is sunny the next. reminds me of troy. or michigan in fact. thats stupid. but it rained hard all day today. the stream that runs thru campus looks like it may flood. i bet by tomorrow it will snow and everything will freeze.
oh canada
boy news. franks it. hes mine. my boy. add friend to the end. boyfriend. i smile. he makes me smile. we feed off our need to be center of attention. were each others attention. attention whores. i like it. i like him. hes amazing :)
home to troy nov. 10. i dont want to go. but i am. franks coming with. friends want to meeet him so they can approve. i just need to go to northface and buy my winter coat. cold winter ahead of us.
i hate this geo that i have to do. its easy and annoying. if only mrs zegars wasnt a bitch and passed me. i hate that woman. just as much as i hate sybil. the menopausal painting teacher.
MY ROOMATE ACTUALLY CLEANED TODAY! after my ranting and raving last night about how this place is a dump and im sick of doing all the dishes, garbage and cleaning everything. good. i cant wait till she leaves. i hope its soon. but she is paying for half of that very large cable/internet bill. ill flip if she doesnt. throw her off the balcony. stupid whore.
trishas 2 year is coming up in the next 2 weeks. i dont wanna be sad. i wish i was home for it. i feel bad that im not. ill have to make up for it in november. i dont want people to see me cry here. ill just hide in my room. then get ready for the halloween festivities. halloween will never be the same tho. i miss my buddy. my fisha, ella, t-buddee, high-school buddy.. my best friend. sucks. sucks SO bad shes gone. my 16th birthday gift. the buddee jar. sits on top my desk. her picture on my window ledge. the nemo necklace on the buddee jar. the newspaper clippings up on my wall, next to where i sleep are up again. her memory is here. i just wish i could talk to her again. go back and change that day. she should have slept over with lo and i! things fell apart apart after she left. well they all got good. then everything went to hell. relationships broken. friendships lost. trusts gained. truths discovered.
i need sleep. projects keep me up all night. art isnt easy. it beats studying from books. but 5 hours for a drawing.. multiple ones due on the same day. try that. i kicked ass on my wire bug. its the same. teachers doubt me. people doubt me. and i pull thru and theyre proud. i dont think that will ever change.
i really dont understand why it rains one minute then is sunny the next. reminds me of troy. or michigan in fact. thats stupid. but it rained hard all day today. the stream that runs thru campus looks like it may flood. i bet by tomorrow it will snow and everything will freeze.
oh canada
boy news. franks it. hes mine. my boy. add friend to the end. boyfriend. i smile. he makes me smile. we feed off our need to be center of attention. were each others attention. attention whores. i like it. i like him. hes amazing :)
home to troy nov. 10. i dont want to go. but i am. franks coming with. friends want to meeet him so they can approve. i just need to go to northface and buy my winter coat. cold winter ahead of us.
i hate this geo that i have to do. its easy and annoying. if only mrs zegars wasnt a bitch and passed me. i hate that woman. just as much as i hate sybil. the menopausal painting teacher.
MY ROOMATE ACTUALLY CLEANED TODAY! after my ranting and raving last night about how this place is a dump and im sick of doing all the dishes, garbage and cleaning everything. good. i cant wait till she leaves. i hope its soon. but she is paying for half of that very large cable/internet bill. ill flip if she doesnt. throw her off the balcony. stupid whore.
trishas 2 year is coming up in the next 2 weeks. i dont wanna be sad. i wish i was home for it. i feel bad that im not. ill have to make up for it in november. i dont want people to see me cry here. ill just hide in my room. then get ready for the halloween festivities. halloween will never be the same tho. i miss my buddy. my fisha, ella, t-buddee, high-school buddy.. my best friend. sucks. sucks SO bad shes gone. my 16th birthday gift. the buddee jar. sits on top my desk. her picture on my window ledge. the nemo necklace on the buddee jar. the newspaper clippings up on my wall, next to where i sleep are up again. her memory is here. i just wish i could talk to her again. go back and change that day. she should have slept over with lo and i! things fell apart apart after she left. well they all got good. then everything went to hell. relationships broken. friendships lost. trusts gained. truths discovered.
i need sleep. projects keep me up all night. art isnt easy. it beats studying from books. but 5 hours for a drawing.. multiple ones due on the same day. try that. i kicked ass on my wire bug. its the same. teachers doubt me. people doubt me. and i pull thru and theyre proud. i dont think that will ever change.