mood:angsty.
feeling:still sick, nose running fast than me.
event:just moved back into old dorm.kind of hating "africa".
up above is my desk, a collage of things i never really use except for my laptop and sketchbook.surrounding the images are trees and light i wish would sprout and emit from my ugly little desk.
my beau's roommate told on us, harboring a non-dormee of the oppisite sex is against school regualtion all of a sudeen to him, he feels uncomfortable breaking rules he says. stupid guy has horrible taste in movies (i mean, who watches movies on the sci-fi channel and expect actual production value in these shitty poor-excuse for films!) he's from kenya or something so he has no clue whats good and whats shit.
he's shit, for ratting us out.
asshole.
i made a little pic of chris as a young boy.bad boy.
i'm still sick as hell, a home burned down yesterday, and a dog's bones lay askew in a back den. i hate life right now.only now.
