Spare Me

my ipod is charging. still. i guess that's what happens when i listen to it for an entire week without charging. impressive it was still live at all. then again i am hardly ever on the bus anymore, so i don't actually listen to it all that much. i miss busrides. i need better headphones. not earbuds though, they make you deaf. but better then my current wrap-arounds. they eat into my ears after about thirty minutes. luckily my bus ride is shorter.

the trampoline is calling. i'll be there soon, be patient you. the script is calling, and so is the painting. i'll be there ... eventually. lot of fresh red lines all over it, peters likes to cut me apparently. the front page fades, left it out in the sun too long. not sure how i became such a procrastinator. i never was before around grade eleven, and even then it wasn't too bad, like it is now. at least i have my trampoline. and it has far more use then just getting me into the air. the blue swordsman isn't as happy as he was before. the orange one is almost invisible.

thirteen kittens. my lucky number. no pure orange ones though. i'll have to be patient i guess. not sure how much more i can be though.

i want to paint some more t-shirts. i have a few ideas floating around in my brain, and they deserve to be put on fabric. it's just a matter of finding time. which i strangely have some of today. otherwise i doubt i would be writing this entry. i also want to finish too many things. but there isn't enough time in the day for that.

it's time to compromise. interesting word. com. promise.

"systems malfunction. blasted this damn machine. over and out, captain."

Title: There Is No Title

today was a weird day. started off great, like most of my days do. its just that darn second half that ruins things. but that's not what made things weird. no, it happened later. much later then school time. after school time. that's when it happened.

my scarf feels nice. it makes my neck warm. when i take it off my neck is too cold. so i never take it off. summer time will be fun. pants sweatshirts and scarves. no need for summer clothes. just a summer jacket for those colder nights.

for some reason i had the strange desire to be sullen less then two hour ago. i dont know why. it just sort of came out of nowhere. nice: i got some compliments on my milk things. tax. i dont even know what that has to do with milk anymore. everyone else seems to think up all sorts of awesome deep ideas right off the bat. me. i think of something that leads to something that leads to something else that finally gives me a decent idea. point for peters.

rain is not a good thing right now. how the heck am i going to survive saturday? i need sunshine! and that thought leads me to: teenage mutant ninja turtles!!! i always thought leonardo was the one in the red bandana. red seems like the leader colour. but he's actually in the blue bandana. can that seem quite right.

i mentioned x-men today again. and now its on my mind. gambit is my hero. i wrote that on my grade twelve yearbook form. from what I've seen this year's yearbook so far does not please me much. i wish i were still in that class. i think i would actually be confident enough now to make sure certain things didnt happen. like the same people three times on one page. bad. not good.

do you wish i had magic powers.

"I, I won't worry my life away!"