I wish I could delete this blog, and my web page, I wish I could go back to my happier and more eclectic pursuit of writing in my own handwritng in a journal. That I would enjoy.

I do not believe that I am doing this, having not eaten anything but cheese and crackers since 5:30 AM and we have only a 27 minute lunch every day I am here at 9PM after a really enjoyable and fun Math class which is the opposite of this class, as far as interesting and fun (even though I am not very good at all at math) I am sitting here writing in this blog because it is compulsory, when I should be trying to eat some dinner and enjoying a little tiny moment of serenity. and I get no enjoyement or serenity or anything from this compulsory exercise of writing an frigging blog entry. I guess it's supposed to be something theraputic or some kind of wierd American idea of being a productive human being. I think Americans are sick people and that blogs are an invasion of my peace and health, and I can't wait to delete this thing when this class is done, and go on to loftier more noble and peaceful pursuits. I really enjoy keeping a journal in a pretty book, and my own hand writing. Now, that would be healing anf theraputic.