LOVE LOCKDOWN

Or homework lockdown rather. I think my bout of silliness is over. I feel it was completely necessary to get fucked up a lot and run around making strange choices, but I now overwhelmingly wish to work on myself. For lent, I'm taking a vow of sobriety. Hopefully this will allow to pull some decent grades and lose those ten pounds I've been halfheartedly trying to lose. I'm going to at least pull part of my comic together this spring break. I haven't drawn a new comic in forever.

Next weekend I'm going to Anacortes with my best friends and seeing great bands for cheap! I'm really excited to leave the city limits, it's been awhile. 

I think next term is going to be challenging. Writing 122 is going to be a lot of fucking writing, but at least I'll be done after that. Public Speaking will be annoying as well, but I'll have Kevin in it. Biology is going to be a chore, like any science, again though my favorite Kevylar will be right next to me hooray! The only class I'm really excited about is group piano. Being surrounded by people who at least play one instrument (and very well) is difficult when I can barely carrying a tune.

Rain. Not okay. My birthday around the corner. Very okay.

I wish I didn't have to work tomorrow, It was nice when I got a check every week for doing nothing. But it's okay. 

I want to go south, I want to wander around in tank tops with my mind altered and meet new friends.

KEEP YOUR LAWS OFF MY BODY

Mmm, smell that? It's the smell of gender inequality! The subject of which is my paper! That I'm finally burning through!

I've been having too much fun lately and by default am behind in school. Missed a midterm, in-class essay, and now my other essay is seeeew late I don't know if I can still turn it in. It's really hard for me to write papers because I take them too seriously, even my writing teacher told me that. Also, I had the most insatiable appetite for destruction lately. I want booze, junk food and late night dance parties. These are all great, but not all the darn time. Anyway, the subject of injustice towards american women is kind of hard from my narrative standpoint. Picking this subject made me realize I've had it relatively easy. No sexual abuse (well, unwanted sexual abuse), no notable discriminations in the workplace, only some mild cat calls around town. I wanted to talk about the internal struggle more so. The preceived judgement that we all feel in public, regardless if it's really there or not.

In your heeeeaaaad, in your heeeeeeaaaaad.

For next term, I decided I'm taking group piano. And gym, gettin ripped and brainy.

I lost my first paycheck! Sucks! I have all my financial aid money but I will eventually need to use that to pay for actual school. God I wish I wasn't such a fuck-up, good thing i'm totally positive about life and everything! Go posi.

I am actually very happy right now. Life constantly is raining confusing shitballs when you are young, I see no point in dwelling on negative things. Don't get me wrong, I love learning about the horrors of our government and our charade of a capitalist society and the lists of inequalities facing people of the world everyday, but that doesn't mean I can't smile when I see someone trip or a cute puppy.

I wanted to start a new personal blog. My old blog was so, so sad. Really just a bummer. I want this one to be public and generally posi. Like check this out, in five minutes I'm going for a jog. I've completely lost my running pace, but I'm much stronger before when I was trying to run a lot. If there is anyone who wants to get in better shape and is a little unsure of how, I would suggest picking up some weights or doing some push-ups before you start trying to be a cardio-fat burning machine. Muscle gives you stability and you look hotter faster when you strength train. You burn fat easier with more muscle tone too.

I'm not afraid to say it. I would like to look hotter. AHAHAH. It feels good to say it out loud. I would also like to learn to play any sort of instrument. Every time I try to write something musical, I CAN'T. It's annoying, I have all these concepts in my head but no skills. Inner city deprived youth right here. 

So, Portland, let's have a talk. Stop pulling silly shit with me. What's with you folk who like to inflict drama on others? Leave it for yo mamma, leave it in the theater, leave it alone. Does anyone read the paper anymore? Or go to school? That stuff is pretty dramatic and actually important sometimes, why don't you try that.

Okay, I'm done. No judgement. I love all that wish to be loved.