HOHUM. I'm terribly bored and have wasted away my precious day off. IF ONLY IT WOULD FRIGGIN" SNOW HERE!!! GOSH DANG IT I LIVE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE FRAGGIN'COUNTRY COME ON! It's Snows in the South... When I fraggin' lived in the south it didn't snow (well a little but it all melted as soon as it landed). I'd move back to Fraggin' Alaska but then Iwould never has days off because IT SNOWS ALL THE FRAGGIN' TIEM UP THERE! *WHimpers* All I want is some snow and a day off. Mostly because I just don't want to do anyhting after art.
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All I can think about lately is Art. I don't even want to do the project we have to do but because I have to I've been constantly thinking about it. It doesn't matter that I have to have like 3 pages of a rough draft done by friday (I've had a week alread but I suck at writing papers, I just want to make up stuff~), or I haven't worked on my Calc at ALL. No the only thing that matters is that I have to draw/paint a background and draw/paint more than one person. And then I remind myself how idiotic it is of me. "Just paitn a fraggin' eagle" I say. But I never listen to me. At least I'm not doing the states with their flags.That stupid idea was suggested by my mother. I think she wants me to waste away into nothingness...
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I can't wait 'til summer. But then I remember I graduate this year and I promised my mom I'd get a job in the summer. Then I just want to cry. No more breaks for me. It's gonna me a long time until I can rest from now on it's gonna be just work after work after work. It's the beginning of the end... I'll just runaway and start my own traveling circus. We'll charge like 3 bucks for adults a buckfifty for children. We'll have the amazing High Flying Barnabe. And Suzie the Elephant and Her master Jill. And clowns! There'll be like fifty clowns. And I'll never be sad and I can eat all the cotton candy I want. And I'm going crazy... I'm going into business. I'm going to end up working in some cubicle making snarky remarks to my coworkers at the watering hole (What's it called?). I'll say things like "Get Back to Work!" and "They ain't paying you to stand around and complain about being a soccer mom!" and stuff like that. And I'll perfect the scowl. And then I'll get fired and start my own traveling circus. THEN THEY WILL ALL SEE!!! D:< I'm weird sorry...