"...I don't care, you're fat."
Today has been such a weird day. Biology exam first hour - went really well, and fingers crossed, trimming down my grade TMI style is a zing of the past. Philosophy is always a thing to rejoice, but for some reason I'm starting to get really dready and inactive in Philosophy class lately. For all the wrong reasons, too. Sad and full of energy (changes not the fact that I love it) is how I came out of it, and Judit and I proceeded to have a long hour and a half of volleyball goodness. Our PE volleyball team is composed of this lady who just won't shut up about deformities, Lisa Cuddy's stunt double, Emoshit and two lesbians in the raging hormones phase (IE, quite literally, AIDS and fail), so of course, we kicked all the others' arses.
I've begun to exercise a lot more lately. I go to school by foot twice a day instead of once, visit the friendses in the ground floor and stalk my friends' gay and lesbian crushes a lot of times every day with our class being in the second floor, and walk an extra bit every day so Vin and I can walk Drew home before catching the bus. Sometimes we even get off a few stops later than we're supposed to and chat for a long, long time. Fact that I'm a terrible, terrible friend notwithstanding, I love that boy. Our conversations always unequivocally end with us grinning like madmen and third parties looking concerned or laughing out of sheer WTF.
Anyway, today. English and Maths were pretty much okay, as always. Since the English professor also happens to be a BFF and psychologist, we get along. I came home, slept for half an hour, got back to school, had one free hour because our Catalan teacher is a total shit, and had a long conversation with girl fantastic Anaïs about das perfect type of girls. Nice being able to discuss such serious business with, well, another girl. For a change. And then the last hour was Chemistry and full of rants about people who hate other people and the world.
It doesn't sound so odd just descrbed objectively, but it's been one of those days where you go emotionally up and down in the blink of an eye and end up exhausted.
PS: FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK WHY, WHY AM I SO AIRHEADED.