September 29, 2003 :: 3:40 p.m.
I have a horse in my throat.
Today, I was bad. I got up at 9, showered, dressed, ate breakfast, and left for school around 10:30. When I got there, the parking lot was, as usual, packed. I drove around for half an hour looking for a spot, but to no avail. So I left. Yeah, I just left. I went to Adam's and hung out with him until we both had to leave for our 2 o' clock classes. Because while I may loathe Drawing with all of my shriveled, blacked heart, I do love me some Anthropology. I feel sort of bad about skipping Drawing, and I feel even worse (in that irritated way) that I'll have to make up those two hours of lost misery at some point this week, but fuck it. I hate the professor, I hate the class, I hate the assignments. And not just in that "I'm a very, very lazy person and I don't want to do any work" kind of way, either. It's more of a "Dear jesus, this is the most miserable, pointless, soul-sucking experience of my entire life and the thought of attending class on Wednesday makes me want to shove broken glass into my eyes. Repeatedly." kind of thing. So, you know. I'm a deviant. Whatever.
I have to finish my plaster egg tonight. Joy. Maybe if I get it done before too late I can get in some quality TV time with Joe and Joe. Because we really are a bunch of gluttonous couch-potatoes who can happily stare at the television all night without feeling the least bit like we wasted our evening. Well, okay, sometimes I do feel like I'm wasting my time, but at least I'm enjoying it. And Adam has his evening class tonight, so I'm flying solo anyway. I have to start a very messy subtractive drawing that's due Wednesday, but fuck if I feel like it. Maybe tomorrow. Tuesdays are fairly cake, what with only having one class. I'm done at 1 o' clock - if I start it early, I should be able to get it done before Buffy Night commences over at Joe's.
Oh, hey. Have I mentioned lately that I hate school? Like, really quite a lot? I have? Well, that's okay. Let me just say it one more time, in case those of you in the back didn't catch it before: I HATE SCHOOL.
Anyway, I have to remove myself from the internet. Mason is pestering me, and it's not worth it to fight him. I'll update later with egg progress.
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