I have no idea what to write about right now. I'm really bored. So yeah. It's a nice day, if a bit hot. Although I am wearing all black. As usual. No big deal though. There IS a breeze, so... That feels niiiiccccceeee.
So yeah. Spring break. Aw yeah. ... I am really, really bored. This goes on till' 6:30. ... Blaaaahhhh. I wish I knew someone here so that I could hang out instead of sitting around with nothing to do. Waiting for a job. I'm at a track meet for my school. Helping out for community service. And yeah.
This post is totally pointless.
Friday, March 23, 2012
Friday, March 9, 2012
Anthrax quote. Can you find it? (;
IT'S FRIDAY, SON!
Yayuh! Friday! Woooooooo!
A much deserved break from the week, hm?
You know what I hate? What I despise and generally dislike? Feeling anything but happy or in between happy and mad. Sadness sucks. Anger sucks.
So I vow to:
1. Not be sad.
2. Not be angry.
3. Be happy, but recognize things that shouldn't make me happy. I wont let the bad things get to me any longer. I'm done with sad. Sad sucks and I hate it. I will beat my sadness to the ground until it begs for mercy. And then beat it some more. Because I. Am. Done. With. Sad. Sure it's a natural emotion, but I'M DONE WITH IT.
I don't know why you'd want to feel sad. But sometimes you can't help it. Anyhoo.
I'm going to get a haircut. I haven't told anyone this directly. It's a surprise for those that notice. Ideas or suggestions? Comment section or Facebook. Or tell me to my face. Or over the phone. Whatever. Just feel free to tell me.
Now I have a question to present to you, loyal reader.
How do you feel?
Yayuh! Friday! Woooooooo!
A much deserved break from the week, hm?
You know what I hate? What I despise and generally dislike? Feeling anything but happy or in between happy and mad. Sadness sucks. Anger sucks.
So I vow to:
1. Not be sad.
2. Not be angry.
3. Be happy, but recognize things that shouldn't make me happy. I wont let the bad things get to me any longer. I'm done with sad. Sad sucks and I hate it. I will beat my sadness to the ground until it begs for mercy. And then beat it some more. Because I. Am. Done. With. Sad. Sure it's a natural emotion, but I'M DONE WITH IT.
I don't know why you'd want to feel sad. But sometimes you can't help it. Anyhoo.
I'm going to get a haircut. I haven't told anyone this directly. It's a surprise for those that notice. Ideas or suggestions? Comment section or Facebook. Or tell me to my face. Or over the phone. Whatever. Just feel free to tell me.
Now I have a question to present to you, loyal reader.
How do you feel?
Sunday, March 4, 2012
Herp. Aderp. Derp.
Maaahh
Man, the days when most people only knew me because of that noise... Well, most people in school... Ugh. F... F... FOREVER ALONE! Haha. Now I'm an introverted antisocial turtle. Which isn't all bad. Yeah I'd like to have more friends and I already know how to make friends, but... Meh. I'm cool with the friends I have right now. Because my friends are cool. ROCK ON FRIENDS! YEAAAHHHH!
So yeah.
I've been blogging a lot lately.
Rawr.
I've been told before that I'm mature for my age. I suppose I am in some ways. But not really... Emotionally, I guess. I haven't necessarily had the chance to mature in that way. I haven't ever paid attention to that part of my self. So now I'm trying to improve that part of my self but failing. I don't know what to do. So I stumble through it. And I don't think stumbling is the best way.
Mikey is confused! Mikey hurt itself in its confusion! (Pokemon reference LOL!)
But oh well.
Sooooooo yeah.
Enjoy your Sunday.
Tomorrow is Monday.
Ew.
Maaahh.
Man, the days when most people only knew me because of that noise... Well, most people in school... Ugh. F... F... FOREVER ALONE! Haha. Now I'm an introverted antisocial turtle. Which isn't all bad. Yeah I'd like to have more friends and I already know how to make friends, but... Meh. I'm cool with the friends I have right now. Because my friends are cool. ROCK ON FRIENDS! YEAAAHHHH!
So yeah.
I've been blogging a lot lately.
Rawr.
I've been told before that I'm mature for my age. I suppose I am in some ways. But not really... Emotionally, I guess. I haven't necessarily had the chance to mature in that way. I haven't ever paid attention to that part of my self. So now I'm trying to improve that part of my self but failing. I don't know what to do. So I stumble through it. And I don't think stumbling is the best way.
Mikey is confused! Mikey hurt itself in its confusion! (Pokemon reference LOL!)
But oh well.
Sooooooo yeah.
Enjoy your Sunday.
Tomorrow is Monday.
Ew.
Maaahh.
Friday, March 2, 2012
Blogs and candy. And drums. And music.
Hell yeah candy!
And peanut butter! Peanut butter candy. Candy that has peanut butter in it. You get the idea.
So... I'm posting. Again. That was pretty fast, hm? I posted yesterday if I'm not mistaken... So yeah. Pretty fast... Indeed...
I am confused. But what's new? Not much. Oh, what's new is I just dyed my hair again. The same color. But it looks WAY better this time. Yeah. Good stuff. So that's new. Ah. YouTube. Look up TheEccentricAdolecent. My new Chanel. I'll be putting... Well, videos, obviously. Probably drumming. Maybe just random crap that I feel like putting up. I'll get creative.
so yeah.
What's up?
Nothing really deep in this post. Sorry to disappoint. Howabout I come up with something right now? Yes, that's a warning to stop reading if you don't want to think about stuff.
The forgotten.
A bit related to the last post. With how you are remembered. But what about those that were forgotten? Those that didn't matter? Obviously they did matter or else the world wouldn't be exactly the way it is now. Slightly altered. Yup. So. A moment of silence for those who are no longer with us in mind or body?
...
...
Okay. Silence over. Back to breathing and yelling and talking and singing and farting and blinking and eating and drinking and moving all together.
Tapping.
Agh stop. Listing things. Shush.
Poke.
OKAY GO AWAY NOW.
And peanut butter! Peanut butter candy. Candy that has peanut butter in it. You get the idea.
So... I'm posting. Again. That was pretty fast, hm? I posted yesterday if I'm not mistaken... So yeah. Pretty fast... Indeed...
I am confused. But what's new? Not much. Oh, what's new is I just dyed my hair again. The same color. But it looks WAY better this time. Yeah. Good stuff. So that's new. Ah. YouTube. Look up TheEccentricAdolecent. My new Chanel. I'll be putting... Well, videos, obviously. Probably drumming. Maybe just random crap that I feel like putting up. I'll get creative.
so yeah.
What's up?
Nothing really deep in this post. Sorry to disappoint. Howabout I come up with something right now? Yes, that's a warning to stop reading if you don't want to think about stuff.
The forgotten.
A bit related to the last post. With how you are remembered. But what about those that were forgotten? Those that didn't matter? Obviously they did matter or else the world wouldn't be exactly the way it is now. Slightly altered. Yup. So. A moment of silence for those who are no longer with us in mind or body?
...
...
Okay. Silence over. Back to breathing and yelling and talking and singing and farting and blinking and eating and drinking and moving all together.
Tapping.
Agh stop. Listing things. Shush.
Poke.
OKAY GO AWAY NOW.
Thursday, March 1, 2012
Ugh Arg Blah
Wow.
So. I said I'd post on here whenever I felt like it. So there. I'm posting now.
Ah... Yeah.
Life.
School.
Females.
The inter web.
Sleeping.
Eating.
Writing.
Music.
Thinking.
Ah yes, the thinking...
Infinity.
And beyond.
HAHA Toy Story... I haven't seen the third one. Was it any good? I need to see it. And Underworld 3. Movies. Yup. You know a good movie? American Beauty. Blew my mind. A. Maz. Ing.
Anyways. Infinity.
Forever. Around and around. Repeating. Stretching in one direction. Or multiple directions. And stuff. When you think about infinity, what do you think of? I happen to think of how small of a blip my life is in the long run. Insignificant. Time. And infinity. So much time. So little. Each second. Tick tock tick tock. You spend some of your time reading this. That flatters me. But that doesn't really matter, does it. No. What matters is the long run. The ripple in the pond. How far you stretch. A little splash or a big boom. A tsunami. A displacement. Memories. Eventually forgetting. In the end. But there is no end. It just keeps going. Forever. Time. Ah time, why do you go by the way you do? So picky... Choosey... Death. Life. Living. Death forever? Living forever? Life forever? Dead. End of life and living. No more. Forever. A stop to your infinity. No. Not infinity. Your tiny speck of time experiencing the world. The privilege of feeling. Having a chance to see. Hear. Have those things us humans have. Refusal of that gift. Hah. Those who don't accept that gift. They don't see it as a gift I guess. More of something they must carry until they drop it. Broken. Gone. Dust forgotten in the proverbial wind.
Wow.
Just wow.
Live. Continue living until your gift is burnt out. Until it crumbles in your hand from age and decay. Get every last tiny drop out of it. Use it. For what it's for. Use the gift of life for living.
ALRIGHTY THEN
Deep thinking. Phwew. Let's all go look at one of them sites with the funny pictures, eh? Sound fun? Maybe?
Nah. I think I'll go shower now. My head hurts. And I'm tired. So yeah.
And may you find fulfillment.
So. I said I'd post on here whenever I felt like it. So there. I'm posting now.
Ah... Yeah.
Life.
School.
Females.
The inter web.
Sleeping.
Eating.
Writing.
Music.
Thinking.
Ah yes, the thinking...
Infinity.
And beyond.
HAHA Toy Story... I haven't seen the third one. Was it any good? I need to see it. And Underworld 3. Movies. Yup. You know a good movie? American Beauty. Blew my mind. A. Maz. Ing.
Anyways. Infinity.
Forever. Around and around. Repeating. Stretching in one direction. Or multiple directions. And stuff. When you think about infinity, what do you think of? I happen to think of how small of a blip my life is in the long run. Insignificant. Time. And infinity. So much time. So little. Each second. Tick tock tick tock. You spend some of your time reading this. That flatters me. But that doesn't really matter, does it. No. What matters is the long run. The ripple in the pond. How far you stretch. A little splash or a big boom. A tsunami. A displacement. Memories. Eventually forgetting. In the end. But there is no end. It just keeps going. Forever. Time. Ah time, why do you go by the way you do? So picky... Choosey... Death. Life. Living. Death forever? Living forever? Life forever? Dead. End of life and living. No more. Forever. A stop to your infinity. No. Not infinity. Your tiny speck of time experiencing the world. The privilege of feeling. Having a chance to see. Hear. Have those things us humans have. Refusal of that gift. Hah. Those who don't accept that gift. They don't see it as a gift I guess. More of something they must carry until they drop it. Broken. Gone. Dust forgotten in the proverbial wind.
Wow.
Just wow.
Live. Continue living until your gift is burnt out. Until it crumbles in your hand from age and decay. Get every last tiny drop out of it. Use it. For what it's for. Use the gift of life for living.
ALRIGHTY THEN
Deep thinking. Phwew. Let's all go look at one of them sites with the funny pictures, eh? Sound fun? Maybe?
Nah. I think I'll go shower now. My head hurts. And I'm tired. So yeah.
And may you find fulfillment.
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