Suddenly the topic of death has been hovering around me, it's really freaky. Today three different people talked about death randomly, a couple of people I know know people who have died. It's freaky!
On a lighter note, end of Sociology! Yes! That crummy subject is gone, at last! But the sad thing is that my groupmates actually rock! So, boo hoo!
Anyway, I was so deluded to think that my mask was a masterpiece. Like, I came to school this morning thinking that I'm going to wow my classmates with my marvelous creation until I saw everybody else's masks and they had like, elaborate feathers and stuff, and their feathers are like, peacock feathers, unlike mine which look like chicken feathers. And some of them came up to me and blatantly asked if I had plucked my feathers from a feather duster. And it kind of did look like those feather duster feathers. Seriously, even the mats' masks were nice.