i really don't know what to say. i just felt like i should write something. i'm not in the best mood. my lip hurts from yesterday. two people know why. :P three, i guess. though i don't think one person knows that it hurts. but if i was to tell them then they would automatically know what.
was that evasive or was that evasive?
me and melissa talked about that word today --evasive. did you know that when you put [--] then it means that it's a dash? i think that's cool. i learned that in ap english. you see, i am learning.
i really suck at making things on the wheel. that involves clay you know. i spend days and days just trying to get it stuck on my bat. it's so frustrating. sawyers didn't help me today. kinda just made fun of me. though he did wedge my clay. not that it helped me at all.
i've confused my bee-eff. great. i do that too much. i don't even know what that bothers me. i almost cried this morning. /= i didn't get to talk to him and i woke up late and i felt like shit. bleh. i hate it. right now i feel like crying too.
JESUS! julie and julia, that new movie, talked about how narssicistic blogs are, and it's right! all i talk about is me me me. all the fucking time. i'm such a douche bag. hopefully i don't act like this around other people. i should shoot myself if i do. that would just make me a terrible person to talk to.
this really is a pointless blog. who am i writing to anyway? myself, you [if there is a you], or am i just writing and then sending it out into an abyss? i don't know. who cares really. i only write to make myself feel better or get out of some mood anyway. that is good enough for me.
i really should be doing homework or reading something. i suppose it's about time to get off of this damned interweb and find a life. not that i will find one tonight. i did find a bunch of scholarships though. i need to talk to mr dunn to see about the writing contests this fall. though i really do need to write some new stuff. i can't just keep submitting that one short story to everything. i actually wish that we were required to enter a contest this year. then i would have deadline that i have to meet and i would meet it.
i was going to get off of here, wasn't i.
goodnight blogger.
! you dont know the real me.