I wish I was Eliza Thornberry. So I could listen to all the animals’ experiences.
All the places a bird has seen. All the scars a shark has. The changes a tortoise has witnessed.
In art we’ve been trying different medium styles. Like silver point, and pen&ink. And I just wanna finish atleast one drawing. Like forreal. We do all our assignments in charcoal and i hate it. I want a different medium. And all I have is half finished pieces.
I also really want my snake down here, and an aquarium. Next year, Riley is deff living downtown with me, and Im going to splurge on a fish tank. Because I really want cute lil fish.
Im literally SO FUCKING FRUSTRATED.
First, I leave practice early, because I have a physics and japanese paper to write, and to start an art project all due tomorrow.
But, as I start riding home, I notice my bike has a flat tire. Because assholes like to leave glass in the street.
Finally get home, hoping for some cool air. Nope, its 75 degrees in this sucker.
Hope to take a nice shower. Nope. Its a fucking sauna in my bathroom, and no hot water. Its okay, I like smelling like blood, sweat, and shit. Oh, and I also like the moisture kept in that one room, becuase I FUCKING LOVE FUCKING MOLD.
Oh and she stole our old housemates body wash, that we all used. Like please, its not fucking yours.
SERIOUSLY FUCKING “HATE MY HOUSEMATE. WHY WHY WHY.
Tried fixing my tire, but the fucking valve core tool snapped in the valve. No hope there.
Try to start writing my paper, but my professor didnt bother emailing me the terms I asked for, which count 50% of the paper..