Ok, I hate Art Appreciation. I feel so stupid now. We had a test last week. I made a 77 :( We wrote apaper on a work of art we liked, I made a C. I hate this class. I don't want to make a C in fucking ART! Plus the man DRIVES ME BATTY! Besides just pretty much reading to us out of the book, he says, "if you will" constantly while he does it! When he is speaking from his head, it's not so bad. And when he asks a question, he wants the answer straight word for word out of the text. All my classes today have made me feel like shit. According to the definitions of social classes, I am "poor", not even good enough to be "working class". Then in Foundations, there is a girl I just want to rip her fucking head off! If she argues with me with her close minded point of view again, I may just rip her tongue out!

Tom is dizzy, has been for 2 days, I am really worried about him. He's getting depressed again. I don't want him to know that I am worried about him, cause that stresses him and upsets him more when I'm worried, but I can't help it. I just want my baby to be ok. I need him to know that I love and respect him no matter what. Hell I just want to hold and love him until he feels better.

Sitting here in the library, talking to Deante and writing this has really cheered me up. He's nice. And a guy named CJ that I see in here all the time, I finally talked to him and found out his name, he's friends with Deante. I like talking to new people. Men especially, they are more honest, and easy to talk to. I always did hang out more with guys, even in High school.

Sigh, I should be working on one of the many papers I have due on Tuesday and Thursday. Hell I think I have an essay or a paper due in all my classes except one-Foundations. That so sucks, my weekend is now shot to hell. And I have to get my grades up. Sigh, oh well. I am off to write about Gandhi I guess.