SCHOOL... GAH
School tomorrow... oh well. I SHALT LIVE. Just why do we have to start out with B-day...
+ Holy fudging CRAP. I didnt even realize exams were so freakin close. We have like... 14 regular days. 10 school days. AHH. MUST STUDY. *runs off to go study... and runs back to finish teh blog. THEN I'll study* It's insane though, cause they just seemed to creep up on me. Checked my calender, realized that exams are WAY too freakin' soon, and started meh studying today. Bah. At least we cant have anymore major projects now, and the date for no more major tests is comin' up soon too.
+ My christmas list... eh. What's on there. SOCOM II for the PS2, Miles Davis CD, Foxtrot collection, 3D Studio Max for Dummies, Pirates of the Caribbean, cell phone... yadda yadda. The real question is what do all meh buddays want for Christmas? Hm. IM me if you have a suggestion, I could use 'em. XD
+ Um... I need some fuggin community service. Desperately.
+ Okay, forgot to include this in my last blog, but right before break in school my Biology teacher gave meh some examples of IB work for like Physics. And its some fuggin complicated shiznit. So, once again, I'm tossing around the idea of to IB or not to IB... that is the question. But I'm still leaning toward going for IB, though. I just sorta realize now how much more effort I'm gonna have to put into it... blah.
+ Um... poem? Shure. Gaze in wonder at my poetic skillz. I need to think one up to submit to fictionpress.net anyway, cause I haven't submitted there for like... ever. I dont even know if its still up. But anyways... hmm... howzabout a topic... random thoughts in my head...
Think, think, can't think anymore,
So much stuff in my head, so many thoughts to explore.
All of them waiting, waiting in my head,
in there since I was born and will be there when I'm dead.
Some of them are joyful, some of them are dreary,
some make me excited, some make me weary.
Some wake me up, some make me sleepy,
some are relaxing, some just too damn creepy.
Some are about love, some are about pain,
some I think when its sunny, others when there's rain.
Some I think of when I'm happy, about someone special to me,
some of them make me depressed, and its then that my thoughts run free.
They go beyond their limits, spur up my creativitiy,
make me write and play and draw and make the person that's me.
So after I'm done expressing myself in the way I choose fit,
back to my mind my thoughts go, and, like me, they think and sit.
Wondering what else will come out next, wondering what else I can think and say,
Who knows? I've got time. Tomorrow's another day.
~mEh~
