I...should be in school right now. Buuuut I'm lazy, and my first class is double-period sculpture, and I have a long day today, so I'll hold off on going in for another like, twenty minutes. Pffft. Who cares about graduating with an arts honors degree (or whatever the hell it's called) anyways? Not to mention that I don't have my god damn portfolio ready what-so-ever. Uggh, and the Art Regents. Why did LaGuardia decide that this would be a good idea? Why barrage your already over-worked and pissed-off seniors with more work?
Oh, right. Because they're sadistic mofos. I forgot.
Hm. I want to wear my awesome nerd-loafer-heels today, but I have gym, and god damn I don't feel like lugging around an extra pair of shoes all day. Are flats okay for gym? I really can't remember. I have these cute zebra print flats with a pink outline that matches the tee I'm wearing...Oh! Since gym is going to be my unofficial first period today, I can just leave the sneakers in my gym locker! I am truly a genius of phenomenal proportions.
There is absolutely no point to this post, other than to amuse myself. It is a stream of consciousness! And what a stream of consciousness it is. I'm way too hyper and happy for this time of day. Or year. I shouldn't be happy when I have a month (a month! a fucking month!) left of school. But I am! For the moment, at least.
Um, what else, what else. Oh, yes. I need new batteries for my camera. I should buy rechargeables so I don't have to keep on going out and buying more. I completely wasted four good batteries because I left my camera hooked up to my computer (it doesn't turn off when it's connected, for some odd reason). That makes me angry because I very much wanted to bring my camera with me today and attack some of my friends with it.
This is going to be another post tagged with "life". What post won't get tagged, I wonder? Maybe if I only post writing, or pictures? But technically, that's life, too. Oh well. I could wax poetic, but I don't have the attention span at the moment (obviously).
FUCK I JUST SAW A FUCKING ANT ON MY FUCKING WALL FUCK FUCK GOD-FUCKING-DAMMIT FUCK
Great, now I'm going to be paranoid about bugs for the next few weeks. Because where there's one ant, there's a colony. Fuck! I tried to smoosh it with a piece of paper, but it fell off the wall and now I can't find it again. Shittttt this isn't coollll.
Okay, I need to leave in ten minutes, so I guess I'll leave it at that. Fuck. I'm not happy anymore. :[
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