I went to a textile class (HAAAHAAA) because I wanted to. I made this wonder:
Most of the people looked as if they had just come out of depression or rehab (I totally feel that) and they kept on asking me what to do. So I kept making mistakes with my own. It was annoying. A foreign lady asked me if I spoke Frence and I said no. She looked bummed out. But then she spent the rest of the time talking to me in clear English. She stole my bone idea. Apart from that, I have enjoyed my rest. And my geography teacher jacket:
And embroidery. Someone totally taught me. I made a dishcloth. It has cars on it. I may make matching napkins.
My mother bought me lots of dvds to watch.