I realised I updated my Deadjournal twice already to-day, as an ant crawled casually across my left hand. I realised how pointless this week was, as I felt another ant on the back of my neck. Now, that probably doesn't make much, beyond me saying I have ants in my room and I'm bored.
( On a lack of freshness, and other pre-assorted delights )

Wait, is that even possible? I'm not so certain it isn't. I'm not certain of much, these days, other than good times. I love the summer time. It is true, however, that character is found, challenged, determined, preserved, and etched out, like a ripple in a pond, every day, and every season of our glorious existence, however, the summer time is a ( Read more... )

I'm backtracking and adding this warning. This is going to be a long post. So, read it all or die. yeah!( August, 1914, a.k.a. the first days of the Final Summer )

Well, here I am. Now, now is the last day of school. I sit here, in my journalism class, trying to think of what to say. It's quite odd to be updating from school. yeah. so, I just took my last final; my junior year is over ( Read more... )

Well, on a positive note, I am feeling much better. However, the title also reflects the underlying fact that, in some ways, I am resorting to September logic. Now, to clarify, September was a time of rigid isolationism, and automated days. I accomplished much, but drove myself insane with order and spiraled out of myself and have been affected ( Read more... )

yeah, so, if you play the grateful dead's in the dark lp in a continuous manner, you end up juxtaposing the sad closing song with the happy energetic opening song. it's lovely. I somehow thought that would be a nice transition, as I yawn once more. I got a miles davis lp the other day, and am noticing my extreme lack of non-grammarness. oh well. I ( Read more... )

Good evening. . .er morning, excuse me. good morning. yesh, happy morrow. I just came upstairs from my convalescence in front of the bleak telescreen. It was so nice, and comforting, that dark room, the bright tele. It was, actually. I felt so peaceful, at easy, and relaxed. there were other reasons for all of this, but, I digress.

( Thursday night ramblings )

I'm done. over. that's it. no more may examinations, until next year. thus, the school year is basically over. okay, rat dissection, some reading in english, a little bit of math, maybe another journalism project. I can handle it. Now I must enjoy the new found freedom. How?

( Care to know what I did to-day? )

Good evening folks. Now that preliminaries have been dropped, though tired, I shall push forward. I must admit tired is not adequate. However, I must first begin this entry with a description of a philosophy I have cultivated for the last year or so in order for the title to make sense. When the clock changes days, and the sun rises, a new life has ( Read more... )