jgnfdkngjkdf, This weekend was just what I needed.

Friday = Really good show. Lots of Sammy. Talking to people from my school who I don't normally talk to, and doing a pretty decent job of it. That needed amount of Jared. Moshpit. It was pretty much a perfect night, methinks. c: I need more of that and less of... the usual shit I am getting far too sick of.
Saturday = Much needed rest. Hanging out with a friend I only see once a year. T'was alright.
Sunday = FNDSKJFNKJFKJDFMUCHODRAWING, and talking to Rachel. pretty much a perfect Sunday.

*content sigh*
And tomorrow's gonna be really good.

ALSO, I've been freaking out a bit, because apparently the art portfolio and interviews and all that jazz for grade 11 art was all happening Thursday. BUT NOPE. There's also interviews in February, so I'm all set! Today was the second day of buses in my neighbourhood. I like it when things come together.

Ohmygod, get the fuck out of here. You're the most annoying person I have ever met.

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maybe I can draw this too. nfsdfjwe

Drawing something right now and thinking
"This contains every single thing I think/feel about/towards you right now.
If I could just shove this in your face, it would be the exact equivalent of a true thug life gangster getting up in your grill and informing you that you have been served."
But then I realize
"Ohwait. You lack the brain capacity to fathom any sort of majesty that may be behind this."

So, fuck you.

Today I hung out with a friend I haven't seen in two years. /MISSSSSS
and then I bought a new sketchbook.
So, all night = drawing, Enter Shikari, dubstep, cat, tumblr.

Awesome

I've been too exhausted for life all week.
Yet here I am, 12:19 AM.
Whatever~

I'm finally finding some changes in lyfe. Weww.

Goodnight

What is this, why am i even here.

I better shut it up. I better shut it up.

I just want to go to a sleep for a really long time, and wake up to some colour and clarity. You know?

ncjkdnfkjrefekjrnker, Today was even better.
That reminds me of at the end of every hamtaro episode, the girl would write in her diary "Today was a good. But hopefully, tomorrow will be even better!"
Or something along the lines of that. NOW I WANT A HAMSTER, GAH
I don't crave food, I crave pets. Hahah
Religon was gooood, I "prayed" all during class. And someone in that class listens to Attila. And sleeps even more than I do. So all I could think was FUCKYEAH.
Careeeeeers, was okay. I cruised careers, rather than working on my project. But that's okay.
Lunchgoesbytoofast
Tech was a success. I'm moderately caught up, and making an animation of a brutal guy in a pit. Lol, I'mlame.
Math was dandy.

I've been procrasting all night and I have a ton to do -_-
I also tried lucid dreaming. It almost worked! Then Faylor woke me up.

BrieflamehorribleywordedpostsforthesakeofpostingokayBYE

You killed what was left of the good in me.
I'm tired, so let me be broken.


Today was a good day :3

I had a really good weekend. I didn't spend a single day sitting at home doing nothing. I even slept at a friend's house.

Siiiigh, I think staying home makes me insane. 'Tis just who I am. I must plan for an equally busy next weekend.

Also, I'm getting really sick of my brother. Gaming is taking over, and it's turning him into such a monster. I want to smash his xbox.

That is all.

Several closed doors until.

It's the hidden motives behind everything.

That's what it is.

medically speaking, you're adorable.

It's been a while since I posted a really long post about my day. An "Alexander inspired" post, as I once called it. I don't know, my day wasn't very interesting, but I feel the need to post something... so I'll do that.

So, I woke up and couldn't get out of bed for at least ten minutes. Usually it only take like, 2. Which is weird because with the clocks back, I definitely got more sleep than usual school nights. Then I went to go wake up my brother, who was asleep on the couch. Last night around 12 he was attempting to stay awake and play halo, but he had no chance. I told him to go to bed, but he just wouldn't. He's so stubborn sometimes. Anyway, he got up, and I got dressed into that ever glorious uniform, consisting of black pants, a sweatervest, and a Chiodos shirt. Whatever~

I got ready in pretty regular time, which is pretty good seeing as I normally get up like 20 minutes earlier than I did today. Though I guess my timing wasn't actually that good, because I almostish missed the bus. Brother did miss the bus. Not that it matters, he doesn't even have any classes. Uuum, I stood in the hallway that I spend majority of free school time in, talking to friends. I don't know if the bell didn't ring, or if I just didn't hear it, but I was thoroughly late for first period. I couldn't care less though; anyone who knows me is more than aware of the fact that punctual is not my middle name. We watched a movie I've already seen. I slept. I went to CAREERS. Friday was my last day of Civics, and honestly, I'm going to miss it a bit. My teacher was sarcastically awesome, and I'm actually pretty interested in law. However, I don't mind the lack of homework in careers. A-nee-way, my teacher seems pretty nice and careers sounds interesting.

Then lunch. Blahblahblah. They go by way too fast.

Comm tech, woooo. My friend and I do a whole bunch of nothing because we're pretty far ahead of things. Actually, we're working on some extra credit video, just because. TOO BAD SOMEONE REALLY ANNOYING WORKS WITH US. Or we look at random yearbooks for random schools. Or draw beautiful images. Or smell beautiful scents. I don't even know, but comm tech is fun, working or not.

Mathmathmathmath, I did a bit of math. Not much of it, I was mostly talking to comm tech friend, or in a trance. Though I got my mark, and I'm doing pretty darn swell. Woooooooo.

Then I went home. The End

I'm not detailed enough

That little list down there?
Well, Friday night was okay. I dunno. I did get a lot of sleep... and I did nothing on Saturday.
They were okay days, but I'm so indifferent towards them. Huh.

Today I hung out with a really good friend. We've been friends since grade 3, but since high school, I haven't seen her a whole lot. But our friendship is great; whenever we hang out, nothing feels different; even if everything has actually changed. It's just this great constant that only happens every once in a while. And when it does, it's wonderful. I got to say a lot that was on my mind, and listen to a lot about her life and whatnot. I enjoyed this, it was good to talk. I've needed it. But I still have so much more on my mind; the skeletons sleeping in our closets, you know? These are the things I don't think I'll ever discuss. I don't know if I should feel strong, knowing that I can keep a secret- or afraid, because things could get out of hand.

And I just want to have a nap. As fulfilling and nice as this afternoon was, it's over now, and reality is still here, beating rapidly like someone's heart. It's scary, and I'm all talk. I speak of embracing things and living life, but I'm terrified and don't normally do it. I'm exhausted all the time. I think the reason I take so many naps is entirely just so I can get away from the world.

I kind of just want someone to be there for me. Thanks tumblr, for hammering this into my brain and making me just a little less independent. SO HELPFUL. -_-

But I'm okay, so whatever. I had a good day, and I'll have others. That's how it works.

/cannot focus on life

Self-prescription:
Tomorrow night with the holy one.
A sufficient amount of sleep afterwards.
A very busy Saturday night.

2/3 so far, wooooo.

Times like this, I almost wish I were religious.
Wouldn't it be nice to have someone to reach out to whenever you're in need? Tell them all your secrets and know that they won't get spread around? Knowing that some all-mighty being has got your back?

Fucking life, right.

We're okaaaaaaay

Get on your knees.