Portrait
I worked on my portrait tonight. I posted a picture of it on the end credits blog. I'm having trouble.
Anyway, I ended up staying in all day today. I might go shopping tomorrow, and maybe see a movie. My friend Mia (the one I made out with, you remember) called me tonight. I was washing the dishes at the time, but her message had a whole bunch of yelling in it that I couldn't understand, but I did catch "downtown tonight to a gay club". I'm down for going sometimes, but she's taking it to a whole new level. And I'm sure she was going with the crazy lesbian that used to be our neighbor. I can't stand her (the lesbian) because she has no respect for personal space and always hugs me like she thought I was dead and just found out I'm alive. It is physically painful to be hugged by this woman. And she asks me personal questions and tries get me to tell her things about myself and she generally makes me very uncomfortable. And Mia can't figure out why I don't want to come with them. I already turned down the trip to Mexico. Duh.
Monday is the first day of my class. I'm getting a little nervous. I'm going to review my syllabus tomorrow to make sure I know what I'm going to be talking about. I also need to find a film to show, which I haven't done yet. I keep trying to tell myself that I graduated because I rock and they aren't going to doubt me as long as I don't show fear. They can smell it.
Anyway, that's it.
Anyway, I ended up staying in all day today. I might go shopping tomorrow, and maybe see a movie. My friend Mia (the one I made out with, you remember) called me tonight. I was washing the dishes at the time, but her message had a whole bunch of yelling in it that I couldn't understand, but I did catch "downtown tonight to a gay club". I'm down for going sometimes, but she's taking it to a whole new level. And I'm sure she was going with the crazy lesbian that used to be our neighbor. I can't stand her (the lesbian) because she has no respect for personal space and always hugs me like she thought I was dead and just found out I'm alive. It is physically painful to be hugged by this woman. And she asks me personal questions and tries get me to tell her things about myself and she generally makes me very uncomfortable. And Mia can't figure out why I don't want to come with them. I already turned down the trip to Mexico. Duh.
Monday is the first day of my class. I'm getting a little nervous. I'm going to review my syllabus tomorrow to make sure I know what I'm going to be talking about. I also need to find a film to show, which I haven't done yet. I keep trying to tell myself that I graduated because I rock and they aren't going to doubt me as long as I don't show fear. They can smell it.
Anyway, that's it.
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