swings...

I ended up crying last night. I don't know why. Touchstone was already asleep so he didn't notice. I didn't sleep well either. I'm going to stop taking my mood stabilizer. It's dragging me down and making me feel dead.

Reading Wuthering Heights again for class is actually almost entertaining. It's hard to focus on what my prof is saying though; she goes really fast. I really just...want to draw and not do homework, but I have to.

Watched Painters Painting today in class and I can't help but think they're pretentious and full of shit and furthermore, drunk.
My prof made this note towards the end of class-
"Now you have to take this all with a grain of salt and figure out for yourselves whether or not this is--" a student interjects- "Bullshit?" and my Prof continues "yes, Bullshit, or if they're actually really sincere. ANd furthermore, if you learn anything about being a serious artist, it's that you have to drink and smoke to become one." At which point I said, "Smoke what?" ANd he laughed a bit.
It was funny. We had an event for people wanting to join later tonight and I did well talking, for once. I think i'm going to pierce my tongue soon. It just needs to be done. That or my nose. I love the girl I got for my Rush Crush. I actually think she's rather cute. I asked Touchstone last night if I'm bicurious or if since I've had sex with a girl I'm past that point. I really just kind of consider myself a straight girl who likes to have sex.

Or a hedonist.