September 09, 2003 :: 2:09 p.m.
no longer do the dance of joy, Numfar!
Eating grapes, drinking Sprite (bad!), avoiding homework. Some things never change.
I finished up season two of Angel last night. The Pylea arc was just weird, but I still enjoyed it. Especially Joss Whedon as Numfar the Dancing Deathwok. It was really sad to see distraught little Willow sitting in the lobby of the Hyperion when they got back, though. Someone had to break the news about Buffy's death, though. Sniff.
I have to draw a still life with a conte crayon. I fucking hate conte. I do not draw with large, bold strokes. At least not the first time around. And I also hate drawing on an easel, strangely enough. The angle fucks my arm up. I don't like Drawing class. I'm not used to feeling like a no-talent spaz when it comes to this stuff. It's supposed to me forte, after all. But I do feel like that when I'm in that class. It's like all the artistic talent just gets sucked out of them as soon as I walk through the door. Frankly, that's just no fun at all.
Still, I should go do that. It's due tomorrow, and I'm supposed to meet Adam back at his house in a little while.
I'm so sick of school. Already. Still. Forever. Blah.
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