First off: update time. I bought a 1998 Pontiac Grand Prix so I now can finally transport myself places. I really have nothing else new or exciting, so onto my story.

Okay, here's the thing. I don't often get bored.  But I was slightly depressed tonight and didn't really feel like working on homework.  I ruined a canvas painting and it really got my spirits down.  It was sooooooooo awesome and then I became so inspired by my own pure genious that I continued to add and add... and it got worse and worse... In the end, it turned out TERRIBLE. It's hanging in my room.  So that part of my creativity was a no-go for the night-- therefore, I took to something I've never done before. I'm embarrassed. Humiliated. That I stooped this low just baffles my mind. So low, in fact, that I'm not even going to say what it is that I did. BUT. There is hope for you all. I'm giving up a bit of pride and am releasing this photo of my evening activity to all of you. No explanations. No comments.