When in doubt, keep your mouth shut until enlightenment says otherwise.

Another overdue blog post that will most likely prove inadequate in comparison to my other posts. I should probably care, and be all personally offended and such.

Strangely I'm not.

Actually, I'm far too tired to be caring and personally offended. Spent most of today working my ass off. The fact that I'm awake should speak volumes as to my level of internet addiction. Meh. Not that I need to establish that again. If you've been pathetic enough to read my entire blog (especially if you haven't just been reading it as it's been updated) and haven't caught onto that, you need to die, and donate your brain to science so they can figure out how to fix whatever mental issues you most certainly have. Speaking of which...

I had a very strange dream last night.

I robbed a Wal-Mart that was made up entirely of the toy section.

Perhaps this was my inner psyche telling me that I'm too serious and that I must have a little fun now and then. Perhaps not. Perhaps it was my mind being all kleptomatic and urging me to steal things. Perhaps not. All I know is my entire dream was spent searching for the perfect toy lightsaber. Such was not to be however and I ended up getting caught in the end.

For some reason, that's when I woke up.

I have school tomorrow. My joy is entirely nonexistant. I'm debating whether or not to even go. Well, not so much as debating, as huffing. I can't get out tomorrow because I get out on Thursday to get a senior picture taken for the yearbook. I've been told that I'll be able to get my black and chains, and that I won't get any grief for glaring hatefully at the camera willing everyone who looks at the school yearbook to die.

Such sadistic motivations I have.

Heh. Have an art project due this week. I'm supposed to make a drawing of three objects I've selected. Being the lazy slacker that I am, all I had on me the day I started was my skull ring, and a clear jewel CD case with one of my mixes in it. It's a pathetic drawing indeed. I was stretching it by using the image on the CD as an extra object.

And for some reason, my drawing has eyes it it. Lots of eyes. Staring out at you...watching.....like a stalker in the night just waiting to strike from the shadows and bring forth your inevitable demise.....

Okay, I put far too much thought into that for an art class drawing. Leaving now.