1) Getting ready for class.
2) Trying to see my Psych. Lab GA.
3) Putting my APA paper together.
4) Murdering the dog.
5) Laughing at people who think they’re Goth because they like Rasputina.
6) Scanning the PalmPiolet rebate form.
7) Finishing my final painting. (erg!) 
Shaving my legs.
9) Taking out the trash.
10) Finding a higher paying job.
This semester is almost over! I’ve got to go to kinko’s and have a photo printed so that I can paint it by Friday and um, I have a self-portrait due on Tuesday. . . I have about a zillion research scenarios that I have to analyze and turn in, and I have GOT to finish my psych research paper. I feel like I’m about to pull my hair out, but this summer will make it all worth it. . No school, just work, which isn’t really work at all, considering who I’m there with all day. 
My brain will be left blank to rot for almost 3.5 months! That sounds so nice.
I just took a picture of myself. . . and I’m ugly. Someone should kill me.
I’m sitting here wondering, why are people so friggin’ weird? I go to school every day and there are all these ultra-radical art fags who pretend to be sooooo damn controversial and cynical and against all that isn’t completely leftwing. . . but what (or who, rather) are these people really?
I guess I’m just disgusted with being normal and feeling out of place physically with people who modify themselves to readily to fit in. anyway, I don’t think anything I just typed made sense.
I saw a scary movie last night. I’m so glad our parking lot is well lit.
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