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Damn, it's been a while since I posted an entry, let alone a 1:21am on a Thursday night entry :/. I blame having a life..But mostly just being way to lazy.
I took a 3 hour nap today, and I just finished listening to an entire muse album+doing my Hamlet questions, so I figure I'll reward myself with writing a small lj? Emphasis on small.
To keep it short, life's been really good lately, and the lack of school work in my life is making me rather uneasy..It feels like the eye of the storm type of deal..But my calc/physics teacher is going to be gone 80% of next week..So it'll be like having three spares a day :/, so I'll be bound to get some work done+maybe even read ahead..When sleeping in my physic book gets boring (if that's a possibility).
This day? Well, it was pretty good, and I got to witness the full force of nature lay waste to my recycle bin, blowing paper from my lawn all the way to the backyard of my next door neighbor, two lawns over, all of this happening as the neighbor was walking by my house, after getting off of his bus.
My stove also caught on fire..And although it was a little frightening, it was at the same time somewhat exhilarating, and pretty entertaining to watch my grandma and my sister run away like turkeys with their heads cut off, as my dad poured water all over the stove. The cause of the fire? Candle wax >_<.
The rest of the day went by pretty quickly, as I slept most of it away, but I did have a few interesting conversations.
Apparently I'm doing lent this year (woohoo? :P).
And I may have said something to piss Ste off, knowing it'd piss him off. I might regret it, because it was kinda assish to say..But he really worries me sometimes.. And I know exactly how he's feeling, but some of his choices seem a little "flou", as the French say. I'll still stand by whatever decisions he'll ever make in life.. But not idly.
The latter point feels like me just trying to justify something to myself, but I'm sure you all caught that :/.
Weekend plans?
Many.
And they all make me want to smile :).
Is there any particular reason why I'm incredibly happy all the time as of lately? Obviously, but she's had enough of my ego boosting to last her at least a few life times. Does that ever stop me from inflating it some more? God no. Hence:
You're the last thing I think about before I go to sleep, the reason I sleep so peacefully at night, and the dream I wake up to every morning. You bring out something in me that I didn't think existed, and for that alone, my heart is yours. The random things you do and say..The way you get angry when you know I'm depressed..The journal entries I'll never forget..The sadistic nature I've come to love >_<.
Everything about you..
I love everything about you..
I love you.
On a much more depressing note (it's sick [bad sick] that I can jump from something like that to something like this), I think my mom is getting progressively worse, which was expected, just..Not so soon :/.
The bad part is, I'm prone to question everything..So although her ideas are seemingly retarded, I do tend to think some of them through, and as unbelievable as they are, which is VERY, they, at times, leave me questioning the very foundation of my reality...
Which is much to grade 10 Sante for my liking ^_^.
You know what they say though..The truth redefines itself as what you chose to believe.
It's just a shame that my mom isn't the only one that's fallen into that trap.
Anyways..It's two a.m. and I'm lovesick >_<.
If you know what I mean?
And if you don't:
A walk like a burned out porn star
With aching feet for a car
My buddy had a baby with a girl named Star
Makes me appreciate how the little things are
But crossing a road isn't easily told
To a young has-been centerfold
Labelled the winner's episode
Yeah, I'm really clean if you know what I mean
Except for this reacurring dream
Of losing total feeling
While the windmill's squealing
The windmill's squealing
I paint to kill the dead saints
I paint to make it clear
My colors run in blue and gray
But they give hope to someone dear
Yeah, yeah, yeah, 2AM and lovesick
With a walking pneumonia drumkick
And this candle doens't have a wick
But I'm really not that scared
No, I'm not that scared
A walk like a burned out porn star
With aching feet for a car
My buddy had a baby with a girl named star
Makes me appreciate how the little things are
Night :).
I took a 3 hour nap today, and I just finished listening to an entire muse album+doing my Hamlet questions, so I figure I'll reward myself with writing a small lj? Emphasis on small.
To keep it short, life's been really good lately, and the lack of school work in my life is making me rather uneasy..It feels like the eye of the storm type of deal..But my calc/physics teacher is going to be gone 80% of next week..So it'll be like having three spares a day :/, so I'll be bound to get some work done+maybe even read ahead..When sleeping in my physic book gets boring (if that's a possibility).
This day? Well, it was pretty good, and I got to witness the full force of nature lay waste to my recycle bin, blowing paper from my lawn all the way to the backyard of my next door neighbor, two lawns over, all of this happening as the neighbor was walking by my house, after getting off of his bus.
My stove also caught on fire..And although it was a little frightening, it was at the same time somewhat exhilarating, and pretty entertaining to watch my grandma and my sister run away like turkeys with their heads cut off, as my dad poured water all over the stove. The cause of the fire? Candle wax >_<.
The rest of the day went by pretty quickly, as I slept most of it away, but I did have a few interesting conversations.
Apparently I'm doing lent this year (woohoo? :P).
And I may have said something to piss Ste off, knowing it'd piss him off. I might regret it, because it was kinda assish to say..But he really worries me sometimes.. And I know exactly how he's feeling, but some of his choices seem a little "flou", as the French say. I'll still stand by whatever decisions he'll ever make in life.. But not idly.
The latter point feels like me just trying to justify something to myself, but I'm sure you all caught that :/.
Weekend plans?
Many.
And they all make me want to smile :).
Is there any particular reason why I'm incredibly happy all the time as of lately? Obviously, but she's had enough of my ego boosting to last her at least a few life times. Does that ever stop me from inflating it some more? God no. Hence:
You're the last thing I think about before I go to sleep, the reason I sleep so peacefully at night, and the dream I wake up to every morning. You bring out something in me that I didn't think existed, and for that alone, my heart is yours. The random things you do and say..The way you get angry when you know I'm depressed..The journal entries I'll never forget..The sadistic nature I've come to love >_<.
Everything about you..
I love everything about you..
I love you.
On a much more depressing note (it's sick [bad sick] that I can jump from something like that to something like this), I think my mom is getting progressively worse, which was expected, just..Not so soon :/.
The bad part is, I'm prone to question everything..So although her ideas are seemingly retarded, I do tend to think some of them through, and as unbelievable as they are, which is VERY, they, at times, leave me questioning the very foundation of my reality...
Which is much to grade 10 Sante for my liking ^_^.
You know what they say though..The truth redefines itself as what you chose to believe.
It's just a shame that my mom isn't the only one that's fallen into that trap.
Anyways..It's two a.m. and I'm lovesick >_<.
If you know what I mean?
And if you don't:
A walk like a burned out porn star
With aching feet for a car
My buddy had a baby with a girl named Star
Makes me appreciate how the little things are
But crossing a road isn't easily told
To a young has-been centerfold
Labelled the winner's episode
Yeah, I'm really clean if you know what I mean
Except for this reacurring dream
Of losing total feeling
While the windmill's squealing
The windmill's squealing
I paint to kill the dead saints
I paint to make it clear
My colors run in blue and gray
But they give hope to someone dear
Yeah, yeah, yeah, 2AM and lovesick
With a walking pneumonia drumkick
And this candle doens't have a wick
But I'm really not that scared
No, I'm not that scared
A walk like a burned out porn star
With aching feet for a car
My buddy had a baby with a girl named star
Makes me appreciate how the little things are
Night :).