Long day. So far at least. Really don’t wanna go to the fine arts thing at 3:30. Whatever the hell that is. The English thing was okay, though I know I messed up somewhere. Oh well. And I have the essay on Thursday. Oh joy.

Mixed emotions are killer … watching the NIN video last night made me feel like wearing a red shirt to bed to symbolize my usual other color one being drenched in blood … as in me stabbing myself. Okay, that sounds really bad. I know … I’m not crazy. Oh well. Me and my stupid thoughts. Don’t worry.