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Hmmm....I really shouldn't be on the comp right now. I have a pop quiz on theorems tomorrow in Calculus (which I JUST remembered... >.<), plus Calculus homework on top of that. Also have a project that I need to have in by Monday for the CSU Art Exposition...it really wouldn't kill me if I didn't finish it by then, since Mrs. Butler is already entering 3 or 4 of my other projects, but the sole purpose I'm doing this particular one is for the show. It's a direct observational drawing of a deer skull on black charcoal paper, done with a white charcoal pencil and some Prismas. I plan to draw some barbed wire in behind it once the skull is completely colored. It's coming along pretty decently, but I'm starting to get tired of it.
I fell asleep on the couch earlier for about 2 hours. Had a dream that I was driving to some party or get-together or something, going down J.R. Allen Parkway towards Phenix City, and I saw Heather in her car on the freeway going to the same party-thing. Everytime I hit the brakes on my car to slow down, it accelerated more. Eventually I got up to like 120 mph, and needed to get off on the Bradley Park exit, so I flew up the on-ramp and went into a ditch, but kept going and got back on the road. Then the terrain changed and I was on some unknown road, still flying at like 120. I kept wondering to myself if I would wreck or not. Then the phone rang and woke me up.
While I was in school yesterday, I kept whining to myself about how the damn Harris Co. kids (heheh) had Monday AND Tuesday off from school. I was sitting in Human Phys. and Calculus wishing I could've went to the movies with Chris, Kristin, Lucas and that bunch, instead of taking a Calc. test. Stupid ho-bags! lol...
Also, Jeff called yesterday too...I didn't know it was him, actually. It said on the caller ID it was some woman, but I still didn't pick up, assuming it was one of mom's church friends. But what surprised me was that he left a message on our machine, telling us (more specifically my mom...I think he's starting to realize that whatever there was between us is gone now) that he has a new number. I was just confused as to why he'd tell us, knowing that we'll probably never call him. Maybe it was to milk some sympathy? But he sounded different. Still sounded depressed of course...but his voice was deeper. I dunno...like I said, sometimes I wonder if he calls to leave those messages to make us feel bad for him. I actually do think about giving him a second chance sometimes...I'm just too scared that the situation will revert back to how it was before...him calling every other day, like a clingy friendship. I also know that all of my friends who do know him wouldn't give him a second chance (don't worry...I'm not pressuring anyone to do anything, just merely stating what's on my mind). Anyways, after everything that's happened in the past, I do wish luck to him. Nothing has gone right for him lately...and I wish things would improve.
I need to hurry up and make my rounds on deviantart so I still have time to do schoolwork. Still that bad case of senioritis. =/
I fell asleep on the couch earlier for about 2 hours. Had a dream that I was driving to some party or get-together or something, going down J.R. Allen Parkway towards Phenix City, and I saw Heather in her car on the freeway going to the same party-thing. Everytime I hit the brakes on my car to slow down, it accelerated more. Eventually I got up to like 120 mph, and needed to get off on the Bradley Park exit, so I flew up the on-ramp and went into a ditch, but kept going and got back on the road. Then the terrain changed and I was on some unknown road, still flying at like 120. I kept wondering to myself if I would wreck or not. Then the phone rang and woke me up.
While I was in school yesterday, I kept whining to myself about how the damn Harris Co. kids (heheh) had Monday AND Tuesday off from school. I was sitting in Human Phys. and Calculus wishing I could've went to the movies with Chris, Kristin, Lucas and that bunch, instead of taking a Calc. test. Stupid ho-bags! lol...
Also, Jeff called yesterday too...I didn't know it was him, actually. It said on the caller ID it was some woman, but I still didn't pick up, assuming it was one of mom's church friends. But what surprised me was that he left a message on our machine, telling us (more specifically my mom...I think he's starting to realize that whatever there was between us is gone now) that he has a new number. I was just confused as to why he'd tell us, knowing that we'll probably never call him. Maybe it was to milk some sympathy? But he sounded different. Still sounded depressed of course...but his voice was deeper. I dunno...like I said, sometimes I wonder if he calls to leave those messages to make us feel bad for him. I actually do think about giving him a second chance sometimes...I'm just too scared that the situation will revert back to how it was before...him calling every other day, like a clingy friendship. I also know that all of my friends who do know him wouldn't give him a second chance (don't worry...I'm not pressuring anyone to do anything, just merely stating what's on my mind). Anyways, after everything that's happened in the past, I do wish luck to him. Nothing has gone right for him lately...and I wish things would improve.
I need to hurry up and make my rounds on deviantart so I still have time to do schoolwork. Still that bad case of senioritis. =/