anyone who says sunshine brings happiness has never danced in the rain

its pouring!
we spent all of free laying on cold grass cloud watching.
jandra saw bunnies, and i saw mufasa, from the lion king. disney moment right there.
we talked about silly boys who have dared to toy with our hearts, and plauge our minds.
(adam brody lives a block away, and thats not supposed to distract us?!)

today i talked to dr R, my spanish teacher. we talked a little about art. he's really into surrealism, and i've been reading about it recently. he said that i'm like a couple of other students he's "had the fortune to teach". that i have "mature tastes" because i'd rather be locked in the art alcove reading about richard avedon or jackson pollock and his master monkeys at skool than watching reality tv. which was interesting because a) he noticed, and b) i now have a sterotype.
he also said that he thinks i'm a "bright student" even if i can't speak spanish because busy work drives me crazy and spanish in the begining is very "repeatative".
well, i'm supposed to be crazy studying, but i've done everything i can (alone) and i feel ready for everything (!) but i seem to upset my dad somehow and he is taking a break away from me, because i infuriate him.
golly gee,
everyone where green and bring $$ for sudan fundraiser tomorrow!

happo almost-spring break!!!!!!

if i dont go crazy within the next 2 days,
i'm mos def (ha ha fun new word) going to buy something sparkly on my shopping trip to Le Targét on friday.... maybe those gold ballet flats, or sunglasses. decisions decisions.
shopping is my only motivation.