For whatever reason, when I dream of the Montessori woods, they've been flooded the past several dreams. I had another one last night, and it was almost totally flooded. Which make no sense logically because the woods are at a higher level than say the school itself or the play ground or soccer field ( Read more... )

My World Civilization final went something like this ( Read more... )

Dad and I actually got an early start on the yard work for once on Sunday. He's starting to piss me off though, because he'll just from one thing to another before finishing anything. And often NOTHING ends up getting done that way. But I kept yelling at him, so he did better this week ( Read more... )

Monday in painting we finished up with the model. I rather like the top half of my painting, but the bottom half is...ugh. In public speaking I got stuck giving the special occasion speech Wednesday. Bleh ( Read more... )

Tuesday nothing really happened. I was supposed to have my Drawing final, but Steve had a flat tire and so it was canceled. The class hung our pieces up anyway and made each other feel good about ourselves, since Steve wasn't there to say we sucked ( Read more... )

CV started today with only four people in the class. Out of like 23? By the end of class we had maybe 11. I presented, and I felt special. Bitch didn't have shit to say to me, fucker. That's right ( Read more... )

I didn't sleep very well last night. A combination of strange dreams and a bad feeling had me waking up every two hours or so. I went to bed rather early, but I hadn't heard from Alex. He usually lets me know when he gets home/to Josh's after leaving here. I thought maybe Doug was starting more shit or something, and he couldn't text me because he ( Read more... )

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Art History I: A- (holy shiiiiit ( Read more... )

Now that my furgasm is out of my system. MY DAY ( Read more... )