Life's

great. life's grand.

because,

i'm feeling so ha - hap - happy, i'm slap happy.

our love, never will die.

how'm i riding?

i'm riding higgggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggh.

Sarah,

and this OST is inspiring me.

I don't want to fucking grow up! Why should I!? I've got everything I need, here. Everything. Honestly, I don't need to grow up. If life is all about finding happiness, well I've found it here. ("Here" being at my parent's home, still in high school.)

I have that feeling in my heart, y'know, when you think of the future. Where your heart feels like it's an iron weight, pumping slowly, but with force, and you breathe slowly, calmly even. But your mind is going crazy, like it's out of control with so many thoughts. And all you want to do is run away, scream, kick, complain, and a bunch of other things.

I thought about university this morning after a weird dream that involved me running into a paint store after my brothers. I thought, my brothers, they're living, and it looks like they're having fun. So why don't I just try and take the approach my brothers have? (Did that really just come out of my mouth?) They didn't freak out over this stuff, over university and college, and they seem fine. And if my brothers can do it, I can do it. And if I can do it, all readers of this (yes you, Nikole, Sarah, Phil or Krysta) can do it.

I'm just anxious. It's scary for us all.

Oh there I go again, trying to diagnose this like a therapist, or Madame Clermont.

Guys, I just don't want to grow up. They say you should have curiosity when it comes to the unknown. Why can't I just be curious? Hmph. My unanswered questions will buzz around my mind like flies over a rotting corpse.

Well, I'm off to shower!

hmph.

Still not satisfied, I thought this blog post would help me get somewhere.

GRR, I'M TIRED OF GOING IN CIRCLES.

byezz fur realz mii gurlz! <33 luv ya!!!

And this

you're killing me nooooooooooooooooooow.

Hey guys, it's been a while. Infact, all too long.

Infact is two words? Fuck!

Well, I'm home. I've been all over the place recently. I'm really satisfied with this summer. Less than three weeks until school. Am I happy to see it go? A little. As much as I'll try and deny it, I miss school just a little. I kind of, maybe miss waking up in the morning, going on the bus. I miss listen to my music on the bus, and just being able to think. I also kind of miss getting home at night, and I maybe miss homework. I miss having something to do, and a little discipline. And maybe I miss seeing all your faces every morning as I walk down the halls. And maybe I miss packing lunches, and miss sitting in class.

My summer has mostly been jumping between homes and houses, hanging out with people, or long night on minecraft, doing close to nothing.

It'll be nice to see you all again, I think.

Plus back to school shopping.

I don't want to go past highschool. I'm happy here. I don't want change. The unknown is too scary. Hmph.

I guess that wraps this up, too lazy to write more, really.

Picture, picture, picture...

andddd

Enjoy!

Stop, wait, it's too late.

Blah blah blahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Well, the parents are coming home... In 3 days.

And guess where I am? At Camille's, in Carp.

Gr, I need to get home, but apparently I have more work to be done tomorrow. I'm probably going to ask to go home tomorrow night when my chores are done. I still have 1 party left to host, and then I'm free to clean.

I am staining window frames here. It's an easy job, but I still have stain all over my hands. Hm, I hope if washes out or something.

I'm missing school, and I'm getting really worked up about not being home just this instant. Why am I finding it so difficult to relax? Bahhh, I wish I were in the comfort of my own home.

I will be soon though. I've been alive for nearly 17 years, one day won't kill me.

Oh fuck.

I just got reminded of my G2 test.

Time to run away and panic!

Found this on Stumbleupon, part of an article titled: "In a perfect world".

Oh this aswell is very funny: