|Current mood:|| irate|
|Current music:||Nine Inch Nails-Dead Souls|
Shock! An Update
Look, oh look, dear people who view this journal, (AKA the none exsistant ones). Another update is occuring. How amazing. Life is going quite well. I was told to update my Xanga by a friend, but instead, I'm updating this! And then I'll tell her to read it! You're reading it now, aren't you! I know this, because I rock! Fear me!
I have nothing for Senior Project! I was going to publish a book or write a play. But they don't prove anything! Arrrg, damnit! So I have no project. And will not graduate. And will become a drop out. Because I can't just do a musical. Or publish a book. Because they prove nothing. Fucking school.