well kids, its official. i am a beauty school outcast. at lunch, i sit in the breakroom at a table in the back, with just me and kelly (the other outcast). everytime i walk out of the room, they all start talking about me. i wonder what they would even talk about when it comes to me....i keep to myself for the most part... bitches. fuck them all to hell. 
i am starting to get sick....*wah* not suprising though...i was awoken this morning by the lovely sound of my little brother throwing up violently 2 floors above me. i want to throw up so I dont have to go to school....
on the good news front, i have started my geisha painting! it looks quite nice....why i procrastinated for so long is beyond me. it will be exciting to paint a portrait....i am so accustomed to abstracts.....
i think i am going to go now....i havent eaten ALL DAY and it feels like my stomach is trying to get out of my body. (its being quite rumbly)
i am starting to get sick....*wah* not suprising though...i was awoken this morning by the lovely sound of my little brother throwing up violently 2 floors above me. i want to throw up so I dont have to go to school....
on the good news front, i have started my geisha painting! it looks quite nice....why i procrastinated for so long is beyond me. it will be exciting to paint a portrait....i am so accustomed to abstracts.....
i think i am going to go now....i havent eaten ALL DAY and it feels like my stomach is trying to get out of my body. (its being quite rumbly)
I hate bitches like that so hard!!!