Livin with the devil aint always what it should be
Wellp, opening weekend came, and at 4:36 this evening, past. No luck this weekend. Not to worry, i'll be in the woods thurdays morning, friday, saturday, and sunday. Probably wont come to school monday..or come and fall asleep in every class.
Today went by really, really fast. Up all night as always. Layed down, began to nod off at like 10:30 this morning, and mom comes in telling me to wake up. Blurgh? Some out of bed i go. Down stairs. watched the first like hour of House on the Hill or w/e it was. I've seen it before. It's ok at best. So dad called, told me to go get ready. So. Got down to the woods around 1.Stayed till sunset(being that you cant legaly hunt after then >-<). Then came home. Helped dad unload the truck. Made dinner. Got on the computer.
Last night...Watched Madagascar. We got the dvd for Hootie for his birthday. The penguins Christmas Caper is just about some of the funniest shit i have ever fuckin seen. Ricco keeps caughing up dynamite and shit. Sooo great. Then worked out. Then sat on my bed listening to The Sound and the Fury till 6. Then Slipknot, Plan 607, Wednesday 13.
That was about it. Boner Killer: I might not be able to go to my conert tomarrow night. Fucking sucks. Oh well. Dropkick Murphy's :( :(. Man, school tomarrow. A day....FUCK! Homework i had to do. I'll copy it off Shawn like i do most days. No chem, so i dont have to worry about that. I have to make sure i do my work in there because i was supose to fail, but she gave m the .4 points i needed. My grades royaly fucking bloooww. My highest is ownly like an 81. Then it's like 65,68,71,53. Bad shit dude. Bad shit. I dont want to fail...But then again, i dont really want to do my work either. I'm burnt out through most of class. I need to go to the bookstore and talk to them about getting a new yellow slip for advanced art, or instead of a 84, it s a 0. I'd much rather it be an 84. ACK! I need to make up a project for health, one i dred doing. Letter of Loss. All i can think to write it on is telling dad were leaving. So, work of fiction time!!Some eye watering session about someone who's family member is struck down by....lung cancer. I just need the fucking grade! I'm thinking of starting a comic...again. That other one fucking fell through like all the rest. No direction. No nothing. Just pictures. I started those trees. Nasty things they are. I saw sooo many more faces today. Before i draw any more horror fucks, i need to take some time to practice drawing different flowers. Why?For the purpose of being well rounded. Tattooing is still something i'm very interested in, ALWAYS has been. Cant have someone come in asking for flowers, and give them blood and eyes. Not how it works. I dont do too bad on flowers, but thats mainly roses because thats what i was made to do before. Siteand draw roses. Now i need others. Orchids. Violets. Tiger Lillies.
Time to make myself even more wirey..And i have my book to read after. Fuck the homework.....