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There are times like these... that Life sucks.. Preformance Art?
mood: 
distressed
distressedi have my lovely boyfriend and it sucks because he doesn't know what to do to make me feel better.. except let me ditch class once in a while. It doesn't matter anyways i have a handle on most of my classes and what ever i do. But then i get all internal and emotional and i have like this huge part about me that needs to be sooo FuCkING FRIENDLY To EVERYone.
And So i just end up regreting things that aren't even in my fault.
Also there was an Interdisciplinarity dance/ theatre performance at school.
" Can YOU hear ME now?"
"Take my picture, I am a FUCKING Sexy BEAST!"
"MYSPACE!"
As you may have guess its those crazy people that bounce around and call themselves performance artists.
I have this terrible heartache that kind just becomes so intune in the back of my mind, but becomes loud at certain points. At which I begin to feel so worthless and unloved. And there's no girlfriend there to ditch class with(but
there might be!ok maybe not.).
But there's a really pretty botanical garden here so maybe that'll balance out.
oh yeah. Myspace. The best is being around the people you know you don't
need to be friendly to. ya dig? ok maybe not, but please feel better!