So it was the anniversary of my birth today.
I always have this feeling that something totally awesome is going to happen on it, but usually it's just a pretty normal day. Today was fun, of course, but not particularly astronomical.Chinese food and shenanigans were most certainly enjoyable. I also have a task I need to complete tomorrow.
I wonder why it's so impossible to keep my room in a decent state. Seriously, Michelle. It can't be that damn hard. THERE IS AN UMBRELLA ON THE FLOOR THIS IS GETTING RIDICULOUS.
Meh. There's also a stick and a box of pencil crayons and my tablet and my camera and a belt and some cords and a hell of a lot of clothes and some batteries and pennies and erasers and a cloth and some paints and a basket and a box of something or other and THERE'S MY TABLET PEN I've been looking for that for the past few hours. Anyways, I'm sure you get the point. It's a bit of a battlezone.
Wednesday, October 17, 2012
Monday, October 15, 2012
Literary Chaps
Today was simultaneously nice and not.
School was not. Math I do not entirely understand. Physics 12 I do not understand (albeit with good enough reason), and English was just a crap load of writing.
I like Physics 11 though. That shit I can do like a boss.
Anyways, this weekend was wordfest. I must say, I quite enjoyed myself. Saw a lot of really entertaining/awesome/insane performances.
ALSO WE HELD HANDS.
I mean... erm. Ahem. Yes. Fun literary times at wordfest, chaps.
School was not. Math I do not entirely understand. Physics 12 I do not understand (albeit with good enough reason), and English was just a crap load of writing.
I like Physics 11 though. That shit I can do like a boss.
Anyways, this weekend was wordfest. I must say, I quite enjoyed myself. Saw a lot of really entertaining/awesome/insane performances.
ALSO WE HELD HANDS.
I mean... erm. Ahem. Yes. Fun literary times at wordfest, chaps.
Thursday, October 4, 2012
Proper Crooks
We meet again.
Or rather, your eyes meet my words. But close enough, really.
I just don't even know what to think anymore. Everything is contradicting and weird and just.. feels.
But at least I've been relatively happy lately, that's a plus!
Have you ever thought about how much silverware there must be? I mean seriously. Think of how much you have at your own house. Then all the other people who have silverware. Then restaurants, coffee shops, homeless shelters, thrift stores.. I mean for fucks sakes, there's just cutlery everywhere!
Pogonotomy - The act of cutting a beard
Or rather, your eyes meet my words. But close enough, really.
I just don't even know what to think anymore. Everything is contradicting and weird and just.. feels.
But at least I've been relatively happy lately, that's a plus!
Have you ever thought about how much silverware there must be? I mean seriously. Think of how much you have at your own house. Then all the other people who have silverware. Then restaurants, coffee shops, homeless shelters, thrift stores.. I mean for fucks sakes, there's just cutlery everywhere!
Pogonotomy - The act of cutting a beard
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