*sigh* this was almost the most depressing making weekend ever.If my mom didnt take me out and talk to me or just spend time with me i think i would've gone crazy or just relapse in the biggest way possiable.
but this strange depression has made feel creative in the biggest way. i started painting again(with children water colour of course too poor to afford the good stuff)friday sucked so much ass. at my hippie dippie almost easy alt school we had to do right your writing? (ryw) eval thingies, it was turn so went read off my evals to the class and they said comments. it was suppose to be nice ones but they sounded attacking considering some girls dont like me. ALMOST EVERY fucking person in the class said i was critical of myself and others. WTF! i get the of others but not myself! THESE FUCKERS DONT EVEN FUCKING KNOW ME WELL ENOUGH TO SAY THAT KIND OF SHIT. if it were from andy maybe i'd consider it but i think anything of it from ppl who only known me for two and half months. do these stoners and stonettes know the definition of critical?

critcal
Inclined to judge severely and find fault.
Characterized by careful, exact evaluation and judgment: a critical reading.
Of, relating to, or characteristic of critics or criticism: critical acclaim; a critical analysis of Melville's writings.
Forming or having the nature of a turning point; crucial or decisive: a critical point in the campaign.

i find fualts in others cuz i know noone is perfect in anyway, thats what makes you human. durrr. i dont look for fualts in myself these bitches really dont know the vain,bitchy,perfect obessed part of asia they only the happy,easily sad asia. maybe i should show them that asia.j/k . idk or c . i'm soo angry and sad and hurt right i dont feel like anything. i want school to be over and life to easy and fairy tale ending.oh well if it doesnt work out. i know no one will me........