Well, I'm in studyhall where I should be doing my French homework...except I don't know French. Four years and you'd think I'd know something, right? Anyways, I think I'll use this journal entry to vent about something that really made me angry yesterday. In art class we're supposed to be making our heads in clay. No one really wants to do it and its way above our class' skill level. So basically if the teacher hasn't done it for you, its wrong. I was happy for a day when she wasn't there so I could work in peace and actually got quite a bit done. I used very very wet clay to form the nose and mouth since it was easier to work with, but I got it just about perfect and was really happy with it. So when the teacher came back she of course started messing with it. For some reason she thought it'd be easier to work with it if it was on its side, so she grabbed my head just as I warned her that the clay was still wet and placed it on its side on the table, ruining all my hard work. My nose now looks like I got hit by a truck and I have a Sylvester Stallone sneer that got way out of hand. I officially gave up on this project, and it pissed me off in general that people keep pressing their own goals on me. I really don't care, I don't plan on spending my life doing anything with clay. And in the beginning of the year when she asked me what I'd like to do I told her that I like to draw and so she sets me on Batik!

Oiy yoi yoi.