i've had a lot on my mind lately. i've been brooding over several blog posts, most of which are angry, frustrated rants about people that do stupid things. i just can't make sense enough of my feelings to get them down. they sort of all swish into each other in one big emotional hot tub. like a tepid bath of body filth. and while i do think it is cathartic to get it out of me and onto this lil' ol' blog, i'm not sure i want to.
lets just say this:
i hate harry's teacher: really. and i don't really hate people. people annoy me or frustrate me. but i loathe her. she is an evil and vile woman. who needs to wax her upper lip and her eyebrows. how she can even see is a mystery to me.
so there. insert my tongue sticking out picture here.