There; I did it. I finished the last piece in my zombie trilogy, a self portrait of myself. You can read all about it in the comments, go ahead and check.
Anyway, the weather is still cold. Not as bad as it was last week, but still windy and making me want Campbell's Chicken Noodle Soup.
If I may rant for a bit, I've noticed that high school-aged teenagers are incredibly short-sighted. I'm not saying I'm exempt from this, as I am not, but really, is high school the end of the world? It seems as though suburban boredom creates drama out of tradition rather than actual events. The life of the average, middle-class American student is so ridiculously boring and stable compared to the super stereotyping present in our everyday TV dramas and sitcoms that we feel the need to be irregular, to have something wrong at all times in order to be normal. Oh well, I'm no psychologist and I would probably be a terrible one at that.
Peace out, I'm tired.