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[phthalombrage]

Today I drew patches of lecture hall and steampunk fish. The guy who was sitting just in front of me creeps me out, and I am amazed to feel entirely differently about my prof as I did from my first impression. He really wants us to learn. I figure the only things that matter, to draw, anyway, are things for Booth, so I can be the only person making a miserable papier mache form again.

I baked alone because chris fell asleep and didn't really tell me. It was okay, except that Sherbrook simultaneously rid its fridge of various tiny moldy cheese lumps and containers of green goo and pumpkin puree, so the sink is full of tupperware, and I couldn't do the dishes. But I finished my paper.

I have met some pretty terrible people and am afraid I will become one of them.

I forgot to call my parents. It's so good, I wish it were intentional.

Duuuude my brother is so emo about girls. Just putting that out there. I wonder if it's worth it to tell him it's not worth it.

Why am I still talking to my brother? That's so weird, my family just cuts itself up like a sea-sponge and lives separate lives. I can't believe I am going back. It will be warm, but today I rode my bike. It's not so bad here. I wonder if I will ever be okay.

I still have fingernails.

Comments

[professorsparks.livejournal.com]

The nice thing about becoming a terrible person is that once the metamorphosis is complete, you don't really care that you're a terrible person. And if you do, you're obviously not a terrible person yet, so it's win-win.

[litebrite3e8.livejournal.com]

Please, we're all going to be doing arsty stuff for booth(!) this year.

[hillary-havok.livejournal.com]

Even if you become terrible [which I doubt will happen], atleast you will still be interesting!

Why is your brother emo about girls?

I think you should still talk to your brother. He's a good kid.

[PS: I know I don't comment often, but I always make sure to read your entries. They're always quite eccentric and brilliant.]

[phthalombrage]

He's a teenage boy. They do that, especially the ones who like programming and actually acknowledge the existence of the opposite sex.

I mean, he's a little lazy, but he's all right. Haha. But my family is entirely dysfunctional, so it seems strange to me when things are ever remotely normal.