Hey kids. I actually say that to people. So yeah. Not much has been going on lately that I can recall. I've been sort of busy, Thanksgiving yay. Not so yay for me since like all the family that lives in the US hate us and vice versa. So it's just going to be my immediate familia for Turkey Day. I won't be eating turkey either, so my mom's making vegetarian Shepard's Pie. Knowing my mom there will be some sort of curry/spice in it. I've been mad at everything lately. So this may turn into a rant. I've been completely addicted to Tumblr lately. Facebook is so stupid, it makes me mad. I hate how people talk about it at school too, it's pathetic. I've been fascinated by weird things lately. Film, skulls, homeless people. The usual. I've been thinking of changing my hair yet again, maybe like a darkish red/purple. Right now it's got a dark brown thing going on. Sort of like (shut up) Peaches Geldof's hair before, only shorter. I'm not going to lie that color is amazing. Argh I've been absolutely in love with Lumina's video I'll Be With You.
I wrote this poem in the summer after listening to that song on repeat like 20 times and it was almost exactly like the video. Well not with a glowing Cherish Kaya and a jar of honey but the hmm... aura was the same. If I were to make a video for that song it would look very similar. And leave Faris alone for putting himself in so many of the shots. Hell honestly I would too, why not? I feel like I've been out of touch with reality in the latest. Not in the weird schizophrenic way but in the dreamy, celestial, in-a-dream kind. So many random obsessions with things too. Ugh anyway. I have to do a critique for art I've been putting off. I got nothing else to say. I've been listening to Led Zeppelin and Psychic TV alot. I'm just alone and trippy. I come off as a weirdo art kid and I'm really just a grumpy goff on the inside. Au revoir, cheers, dhanyavad, XX.
nline right now. So I don't know what made me start writing this. I got grounded due to my shit grades. My mom knows that this computer is the only thing that fuels me during long breaks and pretty much any time I'm not drawing/painting. Alas. My head hurts so fucking bad, I just want to shut it off. Have you seen the episode of Spongebob where he imagines his brain as little Spongebobs that delete everything going on in his brain. Well that's how I clear my head. Which shows just about how immature I am. And it's weird that I have to get in a "mood" just to write a blog entry. No wonder I don't want to be a journalist anymore. Anyway back to my shit grades, which only consists of a C in French. My parents are hard-asses anyway, I still love them. I have nothing to do today. Too much partying yesterday. I was Amy Winehouse for Halloween. It was cool. I kind of look like a tan Jew anyway so it worked out haha.
