So THIS is where my diary is! silly you chelsea.

so can other people read this diary? i suppose they can. doesn't matter.

feeling ill, i'm at school right now and we just did a rat dissection test. walking around, looking at dead rats with deedles poking out of them spread out on the tables. i feel so sick now, and my nose burns.

but we were let out early and now, i get to sit here and play on the computer. i WOULD chat, but here at my school, there's this bogus red screen proxy server thing that disallows one to look at their OWN ELFWWOD PAGE. i mean, i could understand it if i was drawing elf porn and barely dressed space babes with guns (oh baby oh baby ya), but the thing is, i don't. i draw happy dragons and fae and pink-and-purple-my-little-pony-happy-land stuff. not that that's who i am, but i like colours a lot, so my art tends to look...happy and romantic.

I am, on the other hand, not happy and romantic. i'd like to be romantic and i suppose maybe i am, in a not love way, in a lady-of-shalott-look-how-blue-the-sky-is way.

but i am mostly lonely, sad and depressed. go figure.

at the moment, i am only thinking about the mudhole in the woods and the tadpoles who i am trying to save and set free in a non-polluted zone. because i LIKE frogs. LIVING ones, and i don't care to pull out DEFFENSELESS LITTLE ANIMAL GUTS. my nose still burns. And my newfound allergies don't help.

oh where oh where is siobhan?