Damn it, I'm here for less than a day and I'm already sick. Damn you feeble immune system!

A ton of assignments were sent my way, oh joy. Still, it could always be worse.

Damn it again, my dragonfly book's missing, I swear I had it yesterday.
Ah well, I can catch up on this pretty quickly, though I have a feeling my English teacher won't be pleased with my CTA response I did the other day (it has absolutely nothing to do with the given text and I was rather mopey that day so I just wrote whatever came to mind).

Well, when I've finished these art assignments I'll have something new to put up on here, so stay tuned.

PS: To my friends, love you guys!!!

Everyone's lying to me now. Not all that fair to say everyone, but enough to have it hurt.

I get so worried, I was frantic just trying to make sure he's ok.
Then when I finally get a call through, another friend give a hell of a lot of hesitation to letting me know he's alright. No, I'd like to worry a lot more and have to justify myself to you first, because of course this must be the logical response. (Yes, this is a sarcasm notice).

Everyone's keeping secrets from me! And truthfully, I didn't expect Aneke of all people to help that!

How am I supposed to get everything back to normal when people are hindering it all?

I know it mustn't seem fair to blow my top like this; and, granted, to everyone else it must seem like I'm blowing this all out of proportion, but it just hurts.

My friends, I keep their secrets and do whatever I can to help them, (trust me right now I'm doing a lot of things for them that do nothing but hurt me), but when I'm trying to make sure everyone's alright...everyone tries to cover it up.
I get a sigh, and a reluctant "yes, he's here.' after a dramatic pause, now the whole 'you're just blowing it out of proportion' thought suddenly doesn't seem all that plausible.

Even when I'm trying to justify all these thoughts and emotions verbally I know they're feeble at best. But god damn it! This doesn't help.

These are my friends... I would trust them with my life in an instant...I just don't like having that trust tear me apart at the seams... and truthfully; I'm running short of them, and this is my last try at it.
If they're torn again, I'm giving up completely, and I won't even bother with my dead line. only Lance should understand that...

I do still feel a bit hollow, but it's clearing up.
Just have to believe I can set everything right, it's really all that holds me together now.
I know it's sounds 'over the top' but it's a strange truth.
When I haven't become obsessed with the gym I've been painting, think I might put up some new stuff.
Stay tuned.

-D.J

Well it's project time in art class again.
Portraits. SELF portraits.
Oh no, not simple pretty people; we have the theme of 'connections'. You know the whole 7 fold theory (goes along the lines of, by going through 7 people or less, we know everyone on the planet, creepy huh).
But we've also got to tie in 'you' may it physical or metaphorical....oh boy.
I've been wracking my brain all week, it seems my mind doesn't want
to do a portrait. Normal sure, but self, oh boy.
I just can't think of what to do....any help???