Ugh, Art Class

Some days I love art class. And on other days, I don't feel like I can muster up enough energy to go. All I feel like is "UGH, Art class". Of course, when I'm already there and doing the stuff, I don't feel bad at all. So what is wrong with me?

Is this something that I learned to do like the way I learned to hate going to school? Maybe it's years of watching the TV shows/movies that say it's OK to whine and bitch about going to school. For example, there were countless times when I was a child, when I could watch another child getting ready for school and whining to their parents about how they don't want to go. Or better yet, they fake that they are sick so they don't have to go to school.

I somehow think that my behaviour is a learned behaviour. I don't see how it would make sense for me to think about school (of all schools, art school) as UGH. My former fat child self would slap myself if she saw me today bitching about going to something fun. "F*** man", she'd say, "You're going to f*cking paint for a few hours, BOO F*cking HOO". I was formerly an angry sort of fat child.

Anyway, I'm going to stop thinking like this. Next time I get that thought, I'll correct myself and tell myself to stop being a whiny little bitch. And if I don't stop, I will slap myself. I've always wanted to slap other whiny little bitches I've been around... especially those who complain about free food.

Some of you will know what I mean. But I used to work in this office where the people were nice enough to get you free cake for your birthday. Then one day these whinny bitches came along and complained that there's just TOO MUCH free cake. Yeah. I'm still angry about that. My inner fat angry child is definitely holding onto this grudge. Seriously. Who the f***... you get my point.

I'm not sure if any of you have felt like this before. I'm sure you have once or twice. Come on, admit it! If you haven't then that's good for you. I need to learn to be more like you.