So jsut returned from One Act, and a pre-calc study/complain about the stupid class party. I know we didn't et much done tonight, but it felt really good toto comiserate with someone who is struggling like me, and doesn't call me mean things for worrying about my gpa. Today in class I felt like I shoudl be in remedial math again. Just dumb. Ugh, I wish I were good at math, but it's jsut really hard for me, and we seem to move just a tad too fast for me. I think if I had one more dya to struggle a lot of times I'd probably get it, but I haven't gotten that most times, so I am awefully scared for the final. Adn we're done with pre-cacl, because I'm getting depressed.

Speaking of depressed, my painting still isn't done. It's due tomorrow at the end of class. That's a laugh, never going to happen. I'd have to paint her whole face tonight, and her shirt, and i don't even have a neck ot work off of, because Wonder Woman wasn't cooperating. Oh well, I didn't shove oranges in her mouth either, so I guess we're even?

Sooo, still haven't found anyone in my lunch this coming semester except for Marklar, hmmmm. What's a girl to do? Sit by herself in the corner I guess. Ho hum.

Soooo, ummm, I need to paint. Have a lovely night. Good tidings etc...