March 02, 2003 :: 9:06 p.m.
nothing happens in this entry. seriously.
Goth Boy is here, groping Emily and going on and on about how he got hair "wax" and now he can make his hair even more greasy than ever before! Unwashed, smelly, hair like an oil slick, bad taste in music and clothes... boy, that sure is my idea of a sexy man. Ahem. Excuse me while I thank every deity known to man for my wonderful, amazing, very clean boyfriend who has excellent taste in just about everything.
I just got back from my walk, so before I walked in the door to find these two stinking the place up I was in a rather good mood. Now I'm just cranky. Adam is sleeping over again tonight, which is a happy thing. He asked me earlier if he was allowed, and he is, although I didn't bother asking. Fuck that. I'm done feigning politeness. I don't care what she thinks or what she wants. You know why? Because I HATE HER. Yeah, that's why.
5 days 'til break. Just 5 days. Argh. Too long. And then when it gets here, it's going to be too short. I should really be counting down the days until I get out of this place for good, but I don't have the patience.
La la la... my room is so annoying to be in. I wish I had more to say. I didn't work on my 2-D Design homework at all, which is very, very bad of me. Now I have to come up with 3 symbols for the word "liberty" by Tuesday afternoon. If I were being a good little student, I would take myself to the library and go through the reference books the professor has on reserve, but of course I won't. Because I can't bring myself to be a good little student when I don't give a shit about any of my classes. So whatever, I'll get it done.
I didn't do anything else of interest, either. I'm supposed to call Joe, because he called while I was out, but I can't get my calling card to work. Every time you press 1 on my phone, it turns off. I don't understand. It's very annoying. There are several 1s in my calling card number.
Anyway, this is getting boring. I'm going to go visit Adam and see what he's up to.
Ciao.
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