now that i’ve ranted. i’m nervous about having to rewrite my paradise lost essay. i think it went about it all wrong and what needed revision now needs to be razed to the ground. i made a new art piece. used images from that stock exchange place. i hadn’t done anything artistic in so long it was a challenge. i also reworked the layout of my art site. i have to look at it in firefox (the school computers only use ie).
my life is safely boring, at the moment. no real crisises except that i have no meds left and i’ll probably have to drive quite a ways to get a refill. i hate driving by myself. i hate doing just about anything by myself. i don’t need a person’s attention to be on me but i just need someone i know close by (unless i’m at school or work). i wonder what the doctors would call that. pathetic? i know that doctor from the hospital when i was seventeen called it borderline. isn’t everybody borderline these days? everyone self-diagnoses. i try to refrain from that because it gets me nowhere. i’ll just stick with what the doctor throws at me and work from there.


Apr
2006
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