I remember I used to be really scared of fiberglass as a child. I was always walking around claiming that a microscopic thread of insulation was lodged in my foot and making it bleed. The weird thing was my foot would actually be bleeding from a tiny pin pricked spot that extended quite deep into the sole. How I determined that to be fiberglass, I don't know. Maybe it was fiberglass? But can that actually pierce the skin? I was so paranoid and thought that the world was infected by it and the wind was just spreading it, Ice-9 style. Oh yes and my so called chest pains. I still claim that they were real (resulting in much medical testing all "proving" negative) but Clavdia says that these phantom signs are quite common in children. Who don't want to go to school. Neurotic children turn into...

If I don't sleep, I get so much done and can watch so many dvds. I woke up at around 8 and went to class, went to MoMA to study a painting for a formal analysis paper (chose a Bacon which is technically post war but barely), met up with my friend and bought 8 fabrics (for "denim" organza schoolgirl dress and the patchwork dress), bought studs at M+J, beads at Toho Shoji, bought metal for metal class, picked up my book at Kinokuniya, bought bread at Cafe Zaiya, finished my embroidery homework and tried a few experiments, watched "The Emperor and the Assasin," organized some research for thesis, started laying out the formal analysis paper structure...I browsed all floors of the new Kinokuniya and it IS much better than it was. The one uptown was smaller and less well layed out and there wasn't a tiny Cafe Zaiya inside! I almost bought an Amane Misa figurine. I was supposed to go back into the city and work out but since it's almost 4 am I guess I didn't. I also am 1/2 way through a Jdrama that I started today. Too much Japanese stuff today at least I got a bit of Gong Li in there. I just hate sleeping!! Give me some meth I don't ever want to close my eyes. Except my teeth area fucked up enough already.

Going to school fucks people up. Swiss Halmoni said that in Geneva all the private schools are filled with bitchy children. Jack said he heard that the first thing that kids learn from each other are curse words. That makes sense. I didn't know what a swear word was until 4th grade when I was given a lesson on what "cussing" was. I'm sure someone, like South Africa, made fun of me. Actually who says cussing?? I don't think that's even normal to know. Obvs the girl was black. Anyways, okay, sorry my parents weren't constantly swearing in front of their grade school daughters? I just saw a picture of a girl I went to school with at the Maples. Marcie, as a 6th grader, was so proud to wear neon bras visible under her collared shirts. But of course everyone was so proud to shave their legs and wear deoderant as 10 year olds. What the fuck?? What's wrong with America...and this was awhile back! I remember Lizzy told everyone that I didn't wear deoderant. Yes, I was in 5th grade. We were on the playground. Anyways what am I saying except I'm still angry after all these years for people making me feel bad as a young child for being naive and not trying to grow up so fast. BTW South Africa is a single mother now...

Trying to exercise daily, making french fries, reading.