oh, the days when others minds were their own. THis emotional this is really fucking me up. I mean, today for example, me and my mom had a fight. SHe was mad, and i usually dont get rilled up, but then cause she was mad i got mad and instead of having an all out war in the car (she was driving), which i really wanted to do (so thats what she wanted) i sat there starring out the window as i sat on my hands to prevent myself from throttling her. life is sometimes a very huge bitch.

anyways, stupid guidence stuck me in media arts 15. I dont give a rats ass about media arts, and i am very irked that i was shoved into it.

found out i have to get pretty well 2 weeks of work crammed into two days, and that ALL my duke of edenburrow has to be in on thursday, which is the same day as my math final. Hot diggity. Now, i'm going to go shoot myself.

ONe of the worst parts of the whole new emotional state (for all those tuning in to my delema, fuck off or read last post, numskull, i ain't repeatinbg myself), is that i'm finding things out about ppl i didn't want to know. And i know that i wanted to feel, but those were my feels i wanted to feel, not some kid sitting next to me. Or some of my friends. I love them all, even if they are being collosal bitches, but some of them have really fucked up emotions. And its gotten worse; now its not just feeling of anger or sadness or anything. Now, its angry at someone, sad because of something, ect. AND ITS BLOODY FUCKING ANNOYING!!!!!!!!

as my friend blair's blog so nicely put it, FUCK YOU!!!!!!!!!!

i only ment part of that, and sadly it didn't feel as good as it should have.....

well, best go study and hopefully do better on my math test then on my bio...poo...