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Walking back to you is the hardest thing that I could do :: Tuesday, May 18, 2004 ::

I love days that you expect to loathe so much but turn out to be okay. Just...I was anxious about today. REALLY anxious because I didn't know how some people would feel towards me. But it wasn't that bad. I'm pretty sure everything is okay...either that, or I have some really good actors as friends.

So. Um, I was in the darkroom for three hours, so the smell of the chemicals is permanently imbedded in my clothes and my eyes still hurt from the constant focusing. But I'm almost done for the ENTIRE FUCKING YEAR! Just three article summaries, and two more mounted pictures and I shall be FINISHED! FOR THE YEAR! WOO HOO!

Then I found out I am Co-something Editor for the yearbook next year. That means I am either Co-Editor, which would be amazing because that's something I've really wanted this year or I am Copy Editor, which I still wouldn't complain about because it'll at least be different from what I did this year. Either way, I am an editor of some sort, so I'm happy about that.

Um...oh my fucking God. Physics. I won't even go into it. Just...how STUPID! Every last one of you involved in that argument. It's a project. The goal is to perform the best YOU can and hope that it's good enough and let the TEACHER decide what passes and what doesn't. I know who I agree with in this argument, but I don't want to be brought into it, so I'm keeping my mouth shut. But all of you...just fucking let it go!

Current Mood: Relieved
Current Music: Let's see. I'll just randomly click on something and it will be...The Flaming Lips - Ego Tripping At The Gates Of Hell

:: Nick Tuesday, May 18, 2004 [+] ::