italian supercars.

italian supercars, happens to be what the presentation taking place behind me is about. it would not shock you to know, my friends, that i am paying no attention to what is going on in my extended project lessons. this guy has made a project where he has made a one page website about very fast cars. very fast indeed, though he has not mentioned the zonda, which is a fucking bitch of a car. anyway, im in good spirits today. only about 2 hours until ant comes and gets me, which is swish, and we get to go see my sister, which is equally as swish, AND get to go buy some crystals, WHICH IS ULTIMATELY SWISH!!!! more sparkly nuggets of spiritual healing for me. and its sunny today, though my ankles are so cold, and hopefully this weekend is going to be real good weather, so i want to be out with nature and my boy, frolicking through sunny meadows and dancing around a maypole with a crown of daisy chains and a white petticoat. i only have about 9 weeks left in college now before i can go and do these things on a regular basis, hopefully walking around barefoot with a 3 inch thick layer of dirty callusced skin on the soles of my feet, and make my way to go live with pippin and merry in the shire. my semi translucent skin is sick of not having a filthy arab tan, and my hair is sick of not being sun bleached and reminscent of a mistreated paint brush, which means this summer, it is my personal goal to try and achive ultimate filthiness and i will not stop until i blend in with my natural surroundings and having a natural coating of camoflauge, which will consist of lots of dirt and leaves/twigs bound into my hair. i atleast expect to be "at one" with the animals and come home like elizabeth from the wild thornberrys. in which case, ant can be donnie.