art is what you can get away with.

i'm exhausted. totally.

so everything you get from me today are 3 ... well lets call them "amazing"... things i saw today:

✵ the face a teacher made when he thought i just started dying right in front of him and the reaction of the boy sitting next to me when he at the same time thought i was grabbing my own boobs. (don't worry i was doing neither one of them. all i did was bumping my head against the table while trying to save my pen from hitting the ground and then bumping it again after grabbing aforesaid damn pen! i guess thats kind of one of the reasons why i feel so extremely rummy now)

✵ myself. looking pretty yummy after another teacher told the class a happy "hello all you lovely friends of biology ... and nicole" (not necessary to claim that i'm one of those biology students who talk to their plants instead of dissecting them)

✵ the driver of the car right behind me after i went into reverse when i was busy trying to move forward in this fucking small, not just like small more like really tiny, parking spot. i guess he'll never ever come too close to another car again. (i'm a very well driver. just not when some †§$("§?="!" man thinks he has to kiss my trunk! it's asexual you stupid idiot. go kiss your back drivers hood, i'm sure he will appreciate that!)

N.