Time is retarded. Very, very, very retarded. I mean who would've thought that Thanksgiving is already here? Anyone? I mean I feel like my birthday just passed and suddenly Thanksgiving just sneaked up on me and smacked mein the face. And then I remember that Thanksgiving is not actually here, but that my brain (failing even at 17) is just following in its bad habit of rounding everything birthdays, album releases, and minutes. Lots of people would probabaly think that, yeah, rounding is good, and it makes life easier. No. My mind doesn't ever do anything that actually would be useful to my life or make it a more pleasant experience. MY mind does the bad kind of rounding. Such as...

Example:
Dom: [Looks at calendar]
Calendar: [Two weeks till Thanksgiving]
Dom: [Oh my God! Thanksgiving is in like two days!]

The funny thing is, I don't even especially LIKE Thanksgiving. To me it's like an occasion to eat a bird that, in my opinion, tastes like nasty bread. That said, why should I be happy about Thanksgiving? Anyway, all the other people in America get really psyched about it. So, we celebrate it anyway.
At least we could have a party.


Pretty please?

Yes

Yes, I am posting again...or at least this post will be posted again and I guess I should say is posted again.
But I don't know that the posting will last forever and will venture to say that it will not, but what the hell. I mean we would never get anywhere if we looked at how enormous a project would be if we looked into its potential in the future...(is that how you spell potential?)
I was on somebody else's blog that just picked up posting again and I decided to copy them. Haimen, here's to you and your awesome ideas[raises glass.]

Since I haven't been posting I'm going to update you on my life.

1. Everybody knows that I have moved to the US. But this is the typical ordinary routine of my new life. I do all the morning stuff...a.k.a wash my face, eat breakfast, brush my teeth, find strange things in my pocket, get dressed.
Then I take care of the wonderful child my dear sister has given to the world while she goes to the gym. When she gets home I get to eat delicious food and take a loooong nap. Do I ever actually take the nap? Not often. Why not? I do not know, go ask your mother. After that I usually draw/paint, and or take care of Quintin and my other nephew, Kenny, while my sister goes to the store or something to buy food. When she gets home I work out. Wait, that's a lie... maybe 3 days out of the week I conjure up motivation for working out... But I decided that exercising would be my new passion even though today I skipped... so I guess the new passion will start tomorrow. After that I eat dinner, watch something or go to bed. Going to bed for me does not actually mean going to bed, though. My body has this new bad habit of thinking it has insomnia so it decides that sleep is the furthest thing from what it needs and SHOULD want! After a few hours of mindlessly tossing and turning I will fall into a sleep thar is usually full of bizarre dreams. The dreams are probably a result of trying to compensate for what my uninteresting life lacks. Come to think of it, my brain probably doesn't let me sleep because it's thinking, "HEY! I haven't done anything of significance today. Why should I be sleeping???" But that's the way my day usually goes, so there.

2. Since moving here I have completed a watercolor course. Has it made me an amazing watercolor artist? No. But I have improved.

3. I would just like to tell every one that I'm slightly retarded and I squander all the money I make on clothes from Abercrombie and Fitch. I don't know WHY I do this? But probably because I am a sensational person that should never get married lest his wife murder him and burn every piece of half off A&F clothing I own.

4. Art has become a bigger part of me, I feel confident in saying I am an artist. Whether or not you think I qualify doesn't really matter to me.

5. My friends are still an important part of my life when they can find the time to speak to me...

6. I am seriously considering going to this college: where I will be studying either graphics design, photography, or illustration. Probably photography, though I am definitely undecided.

7. I have applied to abercrombie kids an Hollister Co. for work. Pray that I will get one or the other. I did apply at Abercrombie & Fitch but "We only employ those who are 18 and older." So maybe I'll get a transfer on my 18th birthday.

8.I still can't hardly believe I and my two best friends are seventeen. WOW! 18 next year guys.
The End
[Party, party, party, let's all get wasted]

Ugh

Going through older posts I come across this one that says, "I love people."

WHAT THE...? , I think as I read it over and over again. Was I crazy. Yeah, I'm pretty sure I was crazy.

Because as much as I love people, I think they're ridiculous much, MUCH more. Not to say that I could live without people. I thrive off of them. I also get pissed at them and such, but don't we all.

But, I really need to see a few people but school constantly takes my life and steals it to greedily horde.
CRUSHED!
I'm graduating by the end of next week. TAKE THAT, SCHOOL! [sticks out tongue angrily]

Inspiration

I am a very moody person, inspiration comes and goes for me as I go up and down the rollercoaster of life. Recently, I was having a conversation with myself in my head about how we (me and my mind) have noticed a lack of inspiration in our life. And no, this isn't the usual lull I usually get it's been a long time. Or at least used to be.
So, last week I spent my free day with two of my friends. As soon as I was out of the area I live in, inspiration struck.
Conclusion 1: I have been in the house I am living in for too long, without enough outside trips.

Conclusion 2: Doing school every day of the week besides monday sucks my inspiration.

And just today I went to a Starbucks I haven't been to much and BOOM! inspiration.

I anticipate more leavage of my house and more outage in the world.

Dear inspiration, I have finally found you.

Just a little break

So, the other day I here about someone looking at my blog. Feeling great about myself I go and look at my blog and all the excellent things I posted there. So, now I decided that I will continue it.
Like My first post I will say what I have been doing in the mean time, just so you all know how friggin' busy I have been:
Eating
Sleeping
Hating
MAKING NEWSPAPERS
DOING STUPID HISTORY
Etc.

This blog will be revived, I promise... at least for a while.