So, I was standing outside smoking, and some guy saw one of my election posters and exclaimed: "Board of Governors! What a dork!" I laughed my ass of and got some strange looks as a consequence of laughing loudly to myself. Man, I hate people. I mean, yeah, its a pretty dorky thing, but fuck, it'll get me into university and into a good programme. I'll do whatever it takes, I tell myself. Someone also ripped 2 of my posters down from the doors, and I'm not sure if someone who worked here did or some asshole. I'm kinda nervous, because I don't exactly know what the school policy on postering is, and I don't know who could tell me. I figured it because its all to do with the school, no one would care, but whatever. The administrators here are really anal, and generally miserable, dull people. I'm really looking forward to working with them (*sarcasm*).

So, my anxiety has reached new heights. I keep getting these odd impulses to bury myself in whatever hole I can find, ie: ditches, corners, whatever. I'm not sure what that means. We all respond to pressure in strange and interesting ways.

Woo. I love life.

Leyna, why am I not with you right now in your lovely city? I ask myself that every day. Coming and visiting is the only thing getting me through this, I think.