May All The BS End...And All The GS Begin
I slept for 17 hours...and wow...what a day and night it's been...I guess. I dreamt like a bitch...I slept like a hog...and my memory's like...oh...I don't know...like a...a...a...a...a schizophranic. I dreamt!...finally...I dreamt! Man...I miss it so much...my dreams...my subconscious thoughts. I feel so much better. School's almost over...and then...finally...I'll get back to what I really love doing...drawing...writing stories...thinking about what I want to think about (full-time)...and playing guitar (full-time)...learning an overabundance of riffs, licks, and solos...and completing my skills...destroying my bad habits and disorders...talking to friends and family (full-time)...and spending some time with the guys...ohhh yeahhhhhh. I CAN'T FUCKING WAIT!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! And now...I escape...