The worlds is spinning, flying around on a missing train, confounding words equal up to nothing...
Longest. Subject. Ever.
Ooook. So how's things in the wonderfully craptacular world of me? Well, for one, I've got a new icon. I made it myself. It's an amazing collage of Brennan in all his crazy-ness and wonders. Haha, that was fun. Yes. So I didn't go to school all week last week. Heh. Couldn't be bothered. There was really only one thing that school has to offer me, and that opportunity really is a confusing one, because on the one hand it's a wonderful opportunity but on the other, I'm so afraid of screwing up said opportunity that I don't even have the guts to grasp said opportunity. What am I talking about? Wouldn't you like to know.
I missed the snowday at school. Apparantly it was the best day ever. Maybe that's because I wasn't there. I just spent the last 2 nights at Steves. Brennan spent last night at Steves too. So it was basicly me and Steve, then me and Steve and Brennan. It was fun for the most part. We went to blockbuster on saturday night and rented the movie "Refeer Madness" a 1930 propaganda movie about what pot will do to society in the future. I didn't really pay attention to it. We also rented Metroid Prime 2: Echoes. We played multiplayer and I kicked both of their asses hands down every time. Was fun.
We also went snow skating. I fell on my ass alot. I'm no good at it, but it was fun. Well, sort of fun I guess. Steve broke his skate. Haha, that's to eb expected. Well, not really, but it's fun to laugh.
Now I sit at home, alone, meh, it's nice to get some peace. You know I've been thinking. If I am unable to get the one thing that can fill this gapping whole in my life then maybe I need to change me. Change me so that this whole doesn't bother me. Fuck but how do I do that? I'm ranting again. Oh well. Fuck it, I hate how I am. No I don't. Yes I do. I don't hate me, I just hate how me is a fuck up. Does that make sense? Of course it doesn't. Sometimes I just want to die. Like now. I'm not going to kill myself though. Fuck. My arm heals fast, I look at it now and it just it's minimal now. At blockbuster some kid asked to see my arm. I told him no. Fuck, word spreads fast I guess. Oh well, soon enough the cuts will be gone. I don't want attention. Attention sucks. Fuck I don't knwo what I'm thinking, but I'm significantly more depressed now then I was when I started this damn thing. I don't even know what I ment to talk about anymore.
Oh well, guess that's all for now.
Ooook. So how's things in the wonderfully craptacular world of me? Well, for one, I've got a new icon. I made it myself. It's an amazing collage of Brennan in all his crazy-ness and wonders. Haha, that was fun. Yes. So I didn't go to school all week last week. Heh. Couldn't be bothered. There was really only one thing that school has to offer me, and that opportunity really is a confusing one, because on the one hand it's a wonderful opportunity but on the other, I'm so afraid of screwing up said opportunity that I don't even have the guts to grasp said opportunity. What am I talking about? Wouldn't you like to know.
I missed the snowday at school. Apparantly it was the best day ever. Maybe that's because I wasn't there. I just spent the last 2 nights at Steves. Brennan spent last night at Steves too. So it was basicly me and Steve, then me and Steve and Brennan. It was fun for the most part. We went to blockbuster on saturday night and rented the movie "Refeer Madness" a 1930 propaganda movie about what pot will do to society in the future. I didn't really pay attention to it. We also rented Metroid Prime 2: Echoes. We played multiplayer and I kicked both of their asses hands down every time. Was fun.
We also went snow skating. I fell on my ass alot. I'm no good at it, but it was fun. Well, sort of fun I guess. Steve broke his skate. Haha, that's to eb expected. Well, not really, but it's fun to laugh.
Now I sit at home, alone, meh, it's nice to get some peace. You know I've been thinking. If I am unable to get the one thing that can fill this gapping whole in my life then maybe I need to change me. Change me so that this whole doesn't bother me. Fuck but how do I do that? I'm ranting again. Oh well. Fuck it, I hate how I am. No I don't. Yes I do. I don't hate me, I just hate how me is a fuck up. Does that make sense? Of course it doesn't. Sometimes I just want to die. Like now. I'm not going to kill myself though. Fuck. My arm heals fast, I look at it now and it just it's minimal now. At blockbuster some kid asked to see my arm. I told him no. Fuck, word spreads fast I guess. Oh well, soon enough the cuts will be gone. I don't want attention. Attention sucks. Fuck I don't knwo what I'm thinking, but I'm significantly more depressed now then I was when I started this damn thing. I don't even know what I ment to talk about anymore.
Oh well, guess that's all for now.