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Nov. 6th, 2005 11:38 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
commotiocordisAnd I really need to drop some of my classes. I'm totally burned out, only 2/6 of the way into the year. Orchestra would probably be my first choice, as I don't need it, don't like it, and don't do any well at it. Spanish is tied for first because the teacher is an asshat who can't speak english. At all. Nope, no hold on english grammar whatsoever, even though she's been in america, what 30 years? And the material sucks, and I hate the class. On the subject of crappy teachers. URGH! I hate Chem with a passion. Because I despise the teacher. And because I'm sitting next to the girl I spent most of eighth grade hitting on. I honestly hope she doesn't remember. No indication that she does, so good. But I look bad, because I'm supposed to be all smart because I'm younger than the rest of the class, but I'm scraping a C in everything, and all the other advanced kids are all straight A's and stuff. Maybe I'd do better if they changed it to Queer A's, because the straight thing might be what's throwing me off. I wish that was it.
I psychoanalyze myself all the time, and so far I've got that I'm online because I'm avoiding going to sleep, because after that I'll have to go to school.
On a decidedly more heterosexual note, there was this amazingly hot guy at the art museum. I think he came straight (there's that word again!) from church, because he was wearing a suit and looked fanfuckingtastic! I've got a thing for guys in suits. Or from churches. I never mentioned the one at my church one day, sang Ave Maria a capella, and was gorgeous. *Swoons*
And there's some kind of animal in the trash cans outside my window. Urgh.
And also, I drew this design (it's a capital 'A', in the coolio way Alyssa taught me how to draw one) on my palm, and it's right on top of this gash there, and now the permenant marker is wearing off everywhere but in the gash. I'm afraid it's gonna heal black and be like this uglyass tatoo of a line.
And when I type, my left thumb hurts. Always. Dunno why.
And I emailed the Law and Order computer game people because it still doesn't work, they totally shunned me to another department. So I've got to rewrite my email for the third time and send it to somebody in the tech department. I'm never going to get to play it.
And since I haven't said it in the past 30 seconds, I HATE MY FUCKING LIFE!!!
I psychoanalyze myself all the time, and so far I've got that I'm online because I'm avoiding going to sleep, because after that I'll have to go to school.
On a decidedly more heterosexual note, there was this amazingly hot guy at the art museum. I think he came straight (there's that word again!) from church, because he was wearing a suit and looked fanfuckingtastic! I've got a thing for guys in suits. Or from churches. I never mentioned the one at my church one day, sang Ave Maria a capella, and was gorgeous. *Swoons*
And there's some kind of animal in the trash cans outside my window. Urgh.
And also, I drew this design (it's a capital 'A', in the coolio way Alyssa taught me how to draw one) on my palm, and it's right on top of this gash there, and now the permenant marker is wearing off everywhere but in the gash. I'm afraid it's gonna heal black and be like this uglyass tatoo of a line.
And when I type, my left thumb hurts. Always. Dunno why.
And I emailed the Law and Order computer game people because it still doesn't work, they totally shunned me to another department. So I've got to rewrite my email for the third time and send it to somebody in the tech department. I'm never going to get to play it.
And since I haven't said it in the past 30 seconds, I HATE MY FUCKING LIFE!!!
