rossocomelerose

sick

so my plans were simple today, wake up about 10 am do the dishes, take a shower and then watch some tv and try to find something to eat, then lay down at 2 sleep till 4 and wake up and clean my room do laundry and clean my bathroom, by then i would have to go to work. but no mom came home woke me up at 3 and wanted to go see this godsend movie, then i get up and she doesnt want to fucking go because my room isnt clean. well no shit my room isnt clean becuase i was alseep and i had my day planned so that i wouldnt be tired at work. grrrrr. i hate shit like this.

the best part of my day was not when i saw all the great pieces at highland, or when i cheered on my fellow classmates in the clay things, or when i saw all the amzing people, or sitting by chaz on the bus, or seeing all the great paintings, nothing compares to when MATT GOERTZ asked me what i was gonna do after highschool and i said be a nurse, he gave me a funny look and said you should be a ceramic artist, because you are really good. this is amazing to hear. matt does great work himself but he doesnt think so, i guess i dont think my work is up to par either. not after seeing all the things today.