Still Sick...

Chyeah, still sick. Now it's just the nasty drips and roll out when you don't want them to... bahh. Spring sickness is almost over.

Gah, I hate feeling so hateful and angsty. Like, it's not good and totally violates the Law of Threefold Return. I should really learn to channel my negativity... but it's so hard not to when I'm stuck with "IT" everyday. Whatever. Like I said, this is war.

And I'm tired of whiny people that can't take a joke. If you say something even slightly off, they blow up and act like you insulted every bit of them. Seriously? We're in high school. Grow UP. It's about time...

My painting in art is AMAZING :) Mrs K came up behind me and was like, "Marissa, gothic much?" which made me look at my piece in a weird way. I didn't see it as gothic at all... 80% of it is shades of blue, purple, and brown, and the other 20% is black and red. It's not that dark... sure, the girl looks like a ghost, but that's also because of the limited palate I used. I dunno, it looks great, so I'm happy. As soon as I saw it, I thought of lyrics from "Ghost Love Score"... and so I named it Siren From the Deep. Pretty fitting.

Art class is like, my ego boost. The time that I can shine and feel amazing about myself. I guess based on what I learned in psych today, my defense mechanism is Identification, meaning I surround myself with others that can boost my self esteem. Works for me :)

I consider myself a modest person... so I'm entitled to my rare bouts of ego. Ta-da. MAGIC. Like my boy, Criss... <3

xx And I'll Blend Up That Rainbow Above You And Shoot It Through Your Veins Marz