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I'm in one of the school's computers, and the stupid thing won't let me acess my flist for some reason. Ugh. Anyway, I have to wait here until the rest of my teammates get out of class, so we can go and get that lame Psychology of Perception II project done with. Also, the stupid C key isn't working so well. *sigh*

I'm not used to Design class being that theoretical, but I had such an honest to God interesting class today! It's poster this semester (thank goodness, after the suckiness of last semester's being dedicated entirely to brands and logos, which I loathe), and we're studying their story and evolution right now - which means talking about Toulouse-Lautrec and Alphonse Mucha (who is my favorite artist ever). Point is, my teacher's one hell of an orator - he's never boring and always engaging. Which works for me seeing that I'm a thoroughly visual person, and I usually can't concentrate on lectures, however interesting the subject is. And yet, I didn't fall asleep! Good, good.

I watched Heroes yesterday and it filled me with glee. Will probably write a review as soon as I get home.

ETA:I'm writing wincest. Eeek, I feel dirty. ;___;

One block away from the flamenco academy? THIS ASSHOLE HITS MY CAR. It was just a scratch and whatever, but it's my first ever trafic accident (if... you don't count the time I smashed my right mirror into another car, that is... *shifty eyes*), and I'm such a baby that I called my mom before I called the insurance. *goes on looking shifty* And dude, the guy didn't even TALK to me. Oh well, at least he admitted it was his fault.

Bad thing is, I have to take it to the shop in between a fortnight, and I kinda need my car to go to school... Sure, I could take the bus, but it's about oh, TWO effing hours by bus, and buses start passing around at 6, and I'd have to leave at 5AM to get to my 7AM classes... *tears out hair* And my mom's not too keen on lending me her car. Granted, it's a freaking beautiful SUV and she takes care of it as if it was her kid, and I drive as if I, you know, owned a noisy, bumped around, diminutive, chevy pop. But still. Faith, woman, you need more faith in me.

Mmm, it's the second year in a row that I don't get ashes on my forehead in Ash Wednesday. After all of that eternity in Catholic schools, I'd gotten used to just be dragged around to mass... I didn't eat meat, though, so I hope that counts. *TEH RETURN OF TEH SHIFTY EYES*

( Heroes 1x16 - Unexpected ) Yay, Heroes is back in shape!