For careers you say you went to be remembered for your art

I think my subconscious is trying to tell me something, on Friday nights when I don't go for ****** class, I get stupid, traumatizing dreams involving ****** flats, Capezio convertible tights and losing my center of gravity. Sure is a tough one to figure out huh. This reminds me of Shima's new backpack which she bought because she thought it was covered in prints of pink ballet flats, but when she showed it to us, we realized they were actually HOUSEFLIES which were neon pink, haha. Sad. But I thought the bag was nice regardless.

My dad is telling me about 'the perceived value of diamonds', something about how diamonds are no longer worth much value because of the whole man-made thing. I don't know, I'm not really paying attention but I already got the gist of it, which is "Don't buy any diamonds." Not like I would have anyway, its tacky to buy your own jewellery, everyone knows that.
He's trying to teach me the value of money, which is pretty ironic because an hour ago he said he was teaching me to "be more generous with money" his words, not mine. Which was basically an excuse for us to stop discussing him paying the admittance fee for my club membership because I've come of age to be a member myself and how I was sulking about it because honestly I think its a blatant waste of a few thousand dollars to be part of some snotty, obnoxious club full of people I cannot stand. Well I suppose he is right about it being an investment for my future and would have cost me several tens of thousand otherwise. I guess.

I have so much homework and I have two tests next week. I am dragging myself to school every morning, it's been pretty miserable.
Expectations - Belle and Sebastian
I listen to that every morning before I go to school, it makes me feel better. You can have it if your life sucks as much as mine does. I wish 2008/2009 were over.