Time Like Dali

So, I’m pretty happy because last night I was able to hang out with one of my good friends (and I played with a puppy.) Whilst watching shit on youtube at her house she decided to check her Facebook, and when she was scrolling through updates I saw my ex and I felt…nothing. Well, nothing except for a bit of morbid curiosity (I’ve blocked him on my Facebook to avoid seeing his dumb face) at how the shitbag’s been doing since he broke up with me. Most of this was fueled by the fact that I’ve heard from several friends that he’s been attending MCAD (The Minneapolis College of Art and Design). For those of you not super interested in Art or Graphic Design, MCAD is arguably the best/most prestigious/hardest to get into Art school to get into in the Midwest area besides maybe Columbia. Since we had been in the same AP Studio Art class together and I’d always kind of wanted to go to that school for awhile it had me fueled with jealous rage that this guy who had treated me like utter shit and who’s art definitely wasn’t as good as mine (when I tried at least) had ended up at this amazing school. Now I was able to stalk him online for a few minutes and it was actually a good thing for me. I was able to look at his face and not want to punch him, I actually just laughed at the fact that I had dated him. I saw that he’s still dating the girl he cheated on me with, and that didn’t bother me either, I laughed about that too. Best of all is I saw that the thing about him going to MCAD was a total lie. He’s attending some second rate school in the Cities that has questionable accreditation, and I’m off at a wonderful school in amazing majors that are furthering my understanding of myself and how the world around me works. I have wonderful friends that I’ve met through wonderful clubs, and I have a job that I absolutely adore! My life is on the winning track and it feels good.

Me, as a graffiti artist. Like American Banksy meets college Grammar Nazi (though I’m not that great at being one).

So I’ve been having stomach pains almost all day; they started off just after when I would eat something, but of course now it’s past 2am and I’m sitting up because it’s decided to become a constant situation. Now I’m not even worried about throwing up so much as my professor thinking I’m a huge lying liar who lies. My reasons for not being able to do my assignments lately have seemed like total bullshit excuses.

I really did get a huge virus on my computer that caused me to have to wipe my hard drive (losing all my documents, articles, and music), I really did go home making it hard to format my computer back into school work condition, and now I really am feeling like shit and might not be in condition to produce coherent thought in my research paper.

I’m just having the worst luck health wise specifically coinciding with this professor’s due dates. When we had the rough draft for this paper due I got a cyst on my backside so I couldn’t sit down properly to work on a paper…Fuck you, body! You’re making me look like a lazy asshole!