Today is a weird day. Im in a weird mood. Im neither mad nor happy. Im just like a line. nothing is there. the past week has pretty much been hell. my roommate/ suitemates are fucking psycho. seriously. but whatever, i only have to deal with those fucktards for like...3 more weeks then im out of there. I hope karma does exist, because then they will have some bad karma coming their way for treating me like a worthless piece of shit. even though sometimes i feel like that i am one. but oh wells.
Other than that my life has been ok. Still working at crappy Delia's but I don't hate it as much as I used to. It gives me an excuse to not be in my room. haha. My class schedule is ok. I have monday off, which is pretty ok, not as cool as my Thursday and Friday off like this semester, but I guess you can't win them all. I am taking Studio Composition though, which means I get to learn how to work recording studio shit. Im pretty excited for that.
More than ever Im turning to music to let out my frustrations. Its almost eerie how I can relate to some music. I love it. I can't wait to have my own room next month and fucking just play my sax all day. Thats what I plan on doing. The end.