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I DONT KNOW WHAT TO DOOOOOO
I FEEL BAD AGAIN.
AM I REALLY THAT MUCH OF A KILLJOY THAT NOBODY WANTS ME ANYWHERE?
AAAAAAAAAA D: D: D: D:
/SAD FACES FOREVER
At least it's nice out.
Lately I pulled out this DVD from CLV Chinese camp and I was watching the shao lin routine on it.
Now I practice that sometimes. Except there's not enough room in my room so I have to hold a position and then jump back into the middle so that I don't run into a wall.
But it's so much fun to do! It makes me feel like Mulan.
And just so you know, Mulan is the one and only movie I know by heart. YUSSSS.
Since school is ending, I got to bring my art stuff home.
I have wire things and pastel things, now, and I don't know where to put them.
I want to put the electric piano that nobody ever uses into my room. Because nobody ever uses it, and I WOULD.
And I really am convinced that this whole school year could just as well be five events. The rest of it was... unworthy. In a sense.
My favorite part of the year was the beginning, definitely. Afterwards it felt like things went down, faster than your mom. Second semester tore out my soul, raped it in the ass, and then trampled it into the pavement. No joke.
(Eww gross I burnt the top of my mouth and now the skin is peeling or something, ew.)