Crazy power tripping teacher who dont understand introductory class. Leaving home at fucking 7 am to come home at 9pm with 6 hours of homework. Documenting art when a bitchy teacher thinks my resevervation from 2 weeks ago doesnt exist. Leaving an art project on the bus. Slipping on ice and banging my hip up bad. Feeling so alone even though i live with two other people. So alone.... being so alone im starring to think i have a mental disorder ... bi polar i think..ups and Downs while trying to find the bright side but all the brightness is in the people around me moving on... while im stuck learning art ill never use... by my teacher who wanta us to become hipsters, who has somwhow made me full of dead, hate, and laothing about making 3da art from metal which ive wanted to learn how to do my whole life. Diapointment... with friends family those most close as i try my best to console them even though their pain. When in most cases im consoling them to feel better about raping my soul with their problems, to make them feel better after they push me to my breaking point wishing to cry but the tears never come wanting to scream but my mind and body are so disconnected that all i hear is the echoed sounds of my mind crying out wanting to free itself from this pain. The disconnect so strong im must appear to be a golem to all as i quietly speak that no one listens to. The fact i know i shouldnt complain im in collage, with food, friends, etc which only makez me feel worse about still feeling this way. Man... no escape anywhere....

Sorry about the rant....