AaaAAhhhchoooo
Temperment: Sneezie
Record: "Misled" by Hot Rod Circuit

Well yeah I decided to blog a little something for the people who pop in here like everday and have nothing to stare at.

Stiches came out and I'm healing well. Got a 100 and a 90-something on my Education midterms. Unfortunately I got a 70 on my linguistic and theory of knowledge midterm. Which is sadly in her class considered a D. I was thinking of dropping the class but this lady gives us back our midterms the night of the last day to drop add. I'll have to kinda fight for a C. Kinda irritated about that. I hope this class doesn't shank my GPA.

Besides that things are pretty slow. Mom and Ben are coming up this Saturday. I kinda need to see Ben.

Thanks to the Previous entry, in a fashion, my teacher has put me in charge of getting something together for the class on self mutilation...like I don't have enough things to do right? I mean I have class at 1 but I haven't even glanced at the reading, I have a paper due tomorrow at 3, I'm suppose to finish a book by tommor at 2 and I was suppose to have King Lear read for yesterday and I had no idea that this was going on. I love how organized and together I am. Anyway yeah I'm going back to writing my paper.

Worth the Blood Loss
Temperment: edgy
Record: "Five Days and Counting" by Spitalfield

So yeah I figured I'd update before another month passes by. In case Quita hasn't related the story I cut my hand the other day by accident. I guess I should give the story.

I found out the other day that my window has no screen,which I kinda like. So Kurt needed to give me something so I could study and I didn't see the point in him coming up 5 flights of stairs. I started to cut the top of a blank CD thingie to attach to some string so I could use it as an elevator for stuff. Well long story short knief slipped and I cut between my middle and ring finger on my left hand and spent 8 hours in the Emergency room and got 4 Stiches.

People keep asking if I was trying to kill myself when they ask what happened to my hand. I think the scars on my right arm give people that idea. Even the doctor that stiched me up asked if I liked to cut myself. By the 15th person in 2 days I finally snapped and said just a little higher and it might have been worth the blood loss, because then it would have been inconsequencial.

::sigh:: where is Jonnell when I need her?