we are who we choose to be; who others choose to see.

Being back in school makes me want to shoot myself.
The ignorance, the arrogance, and just all around ridiculous amount of lacking maturity
or even common sense.

As of yesterday, my mother dearest and I are in a fight that she doesn't know about... yet.
One thing about school I do enjoy is the fact that I have quite a few fabulous teachers.
I can talk to them and feel totally comfortable... except for Mr. Mcdowell. I depise him.
Ugh.
But when the issues with my mom started, I talked to Malo and Mr. Carriere and they listened and cared and actually gave me advice.
Teachers are human. ha ha.

I finally got a couple checks today from work...
And now... I'm loaded...
Okay, not totally, but a hell of a lot more than I've had for the past three months.
So, I'm stoked.

I'm very excited to see Brian tomorrow, since I have money. :]

fin.

i put your picture away.
sat down and cried today.



p.s. that's my cat...
i renamed her Takkun,
for my own reasons.