Yarr. It was the first day of class today. As usual, I ended up being as antisocial as possible while still acting like an opinionated snob. I guess I could be nicer, but I don't like being in places where I don't know anybody...ack ( Read more... )

Yeah, it's quiz time because I'm lazy.


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So, yeah, I'm being all pathetic right now. I'm all sitting around avoiding my old poetry teacher so I don't have to do anything while painting these goblins. Sometimes I think it's a waste of my "vision" (now I feel like an idiot) to be painting these little guys, but there's just something about them that inspires me to work. I dunno if that ( Read more... )

I've been having these nightmares every night now. I don't really want to describe them, but I'll say that they're not really scary. I mean, truthfully, it's just my subconscious torturing me for thinking about these things, but I can't help it. I don't want to be in love anymore; I don't want to hurt myself anymore.

Procrastination ( Read more... )

So, I'm just standing there on stage, doing my juggling act. Two bowling pins and a bright blue ball, so nothing too special. The pin goes up, then the ball, then the pin again and again and again. I could do this with my eyes closed, it's just such a practiced motion. Then, I suddenly get the urge to remove the ball from the act and replace it ( Read more... )

Today, I turn 18. It feels just the tiniest bit odd to be thinking about this occasion because it makes me feel young more than anything. It just seems that, after everything I've endured, I should feel a little older than the lowest level of adulthood. Oh well, it seems that time bows to nothing.

Anyway, I'm gonna go now. Lates.

I had a dream ( Read more... )