a torch dragged over one hay bale after another, igniting everything

( Excuse the language, but... )

I have a presentation today for, uhm, said teacher. And as of now, I really don't care about it. I'm tired of stressing over something only to have teachers talk bad about your groups project behind your back anyway (even though it's going to BLOW HER MIND).

Lets show some professionalism, shall we?

Hello hello!

I have the apartment to myself tonight, all the roommates have class.  It's so nice to just be able to sit and play my music without interruption. 

I have a lot of schoolwork to do still, before next week, but I did finish two projects today.  One, a collage on "Fear" for Art & Design Concepts, and a flash animation for Intro to Authoring (along with my style journal that's due tomorrow, though that's not major).  Now all I have to do is write my essay for English 2 and do the first section of my Source Book for Fashion Product Knowledge.

Things are going well otherwise.  No drugs, and if I drink it's very little, and only beer.  I still haven't found a job, but I know a lot of people that are having a hard time with that.  Charlotte apparently isn't the best area to be finding a job. 

I saw some really cute clothes at Target, and I'm wondering if I should get them.  I still have some money on my gift card, but it's only $30 or so.  I should save it for groceries, but... :\

I could've sworn I had more icons on my computer, but I guess I don't.  I'll have to go icon hunting soon. 

In the car today, a song came on that made me think of James.  Of course, thinking about James made me sad.  I wonder if there will be a time when I can think of him and not care.  Or just not be sad.