kiss off

i've sat down to write a new post a couple of times. the result was either me staring off into space and producing nothing, or me typing a line or two (including some long and ridiculous html code) and erasing it all once i decided i didn't like the direction i was headed. i think i'm ready this time.

i randomly saw my sophomore year theology teacher, ms. baez, at joven today. she was apparently showing a woman from india around; the indian woman is interested in starting a program like ours in india. 'ol baez was acting strangely, which was kind of a disappointment because i actually liked her back in the idub days. she didn't allow me the chance to tell her that i thought she was awesome for letting me question the catholic church and put on crazy prayer services (which were required as part of our grade). that was a rough year for me and she actually stands out as a decent teacher.

hey so as i'm writing this, baez just walked by again. what's up with teachers not giving a shit about past students? i'd be thrilled if one of mine actually recognized me. you were a teacher, you're supposed to care. okay, i'm being idealistic, i know. just sayin...

oyster bake was okay. i don't think i'll be going back for quite some time. it's time to try a new fiesta event. i drank, got a headache, drank more, felt dehydrated, ate, ate, ate, rehydrated with some pineapple agua fresca.

i'm in a real mood tonight. i pretty much think everyone sucks. i'm back on the muscle relaxers because my jaw hasn't gone back to normal. i'm pmsing and it's pretty bad this time around (FUCK YOU YAZ). let's face it, i'm full of complaints. i can keep them coming if you just lend me your ear a while longer. no? fair enough.