This is weird. I have a lot to say, in general, so I've decided to use this LJ as an outlet for all the crazy things that I'd rather not say to people in real life, because it's bothersome. Wow, great start. Overly long non-sensical sentences. Gaaah.
I'm not going to bother with LJ cuts because the only people reading this anyway will be RL friends that will read the whole thing or none at all. (Also, I don't remember how and I don't feel like going to the FAQ right now.)
I guess I might as well start with drama. The class, not the noun.
We've been working on tableaux. Silly French words. Anyway, I got stuck with a conceited control-freak in my group, who appointed himself director (not out loud,) despite the fact that Eunsun was supposed to be our director, and therefore caused me much barely concealed rage. He went to the point of grabbing me (*shudder*) and moving me to the precise location that I'm sure was absolutely imperative to our production. *rolls eyes* Sharing my rage was Eric, my abusive husband in our tableaux. The abusive bit was weird because I get really really frightened at hands coming toward me. I kept trembling and he found that kind of funny and yeah... It wasn't as embarrassing as it could have been because he also has anxiety disorder, so he understood and everything... We presented today and it went well except for the last tableau, when I got a twitch in my leg and had an anxiety attack while having to stand perfectly still. It took a while to calm down after that, but Latin, of all things, cheered me up.
We watched an A&E special on the emperor Caligula, or "Little Boots", who I find extremely interesting. They all thought he was such a sweetheart and then he went mad and killed them. ^_^ Plus, he had this horse that he loved and appointed Prince Regent or something like that. Ahhh, ancient history. Far more interesting than anything in present day life.
*gasp* It's March Break. I thought I was happy about that earlier today, but now I'm not sure. If I can find a way to spend most of it at my dad's, it will be good. Otherwise I'd rather be at school. I know that sounds evil, but my mom will be home all day... It could get pretty miserable around here. When my mom is nice, I get uncomfortable because I don't want to be touched and she gets all touchy, and when she isn't nice... Well... Obviously, it's no fun. My dad, on the other hand, is extremely nice until he snaps. Even though he can be really scary at his snapping points, I still greatly prefer being at his house. I have a computer in my room, for one thing. That means I get privacy. Over here I have to sit in a room connected with the dining room, kitchen, and living room. That means I'm always near my family. Okay, enough of this.
I'm not sure where this entry is going, but I've had this window open for hours now and have nothing interesting written. I think it's time I give it a rest.
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