bah
i haven't blogged in a thousand years. i am still blah. work is draining. i can't seem to make anyone happy, not even my grade book who attacked me (paper cut style) but not like regular sheet of paper, but the cardstock cover cut me to the point where i should have had stitches and i was pissing blood for hours, well minutes, till i found a bandaid. i haven't smoked all week. i am dying for one now. but i also have been having the worst athsma ever and can barely breath. my parents have gone out of town. wich means no going out this weekend unless karla feels like it because we can't leave bijou home alone. boo. what else. i haven't seen the boy type person in like 2 weeks. maybe that is why i have been so ho-hum. i get the feeling that it's over now. this is where all of you breath the sigh of releif. but it saddens me a bit. as much as i know that the situation was hopeless/probably unhealthy/scandalous/ridiculous, it did have tender moments. anyways. first semester done. second semester in full swing. how many more? i work 40 more years...80 more semesters, 1 down is not that satisfying anymore. no 5 a 7 tonight, bummed me out. but the oc was good. i am tired. and tomorrow is jeans and hoodie day. the best day of the week. next tuesday should be fun. the greatest part of this week was the twinkle about my classes as the lightbulbs went off "MARDI GRAS, M-A-R-D-I G-R-A-S....wait a minute miss smith, that's FRENCH!" we are going to have a party on tuesday. cute. that's all for now, s