Should probably be studying for my math test but at the moment, I don't really care. I have it down. At the moment, I'm looking a recipes. I have this bizarre urge to make Belgian waffles. Slight problem - I don't have a Belgian waffle griddle. Bleh. >.>
Go see Up. It's AMAZING.
You know what else is amazing? My life. ^^ Everything's so wonderfully chill now that the one week of hell is over. I can now get into my math class, the drama is over, most of the family problems have resolved themselves, and now I have some space to take personal time to myself. Yay!
I can finally be me again. I don't have to restrain myself to please others. I love being able to hug and glomp my friends to show that I love them. I love how I'm free. No glue to the hip, no ball and chain. No need to be diminutive or obligated, I'm no longer guilt-tripped into doing things nor am I subject to the "I'm better than you because I'm so mature" outlook. (And honestly, mature people don't say how mature they are; it's counter intuitive.) I'd like to work things out but at the moment, space seems necessary.
I decided to get rid of my sketches. Honestly, they're horrible. I'm thinking about tearing down the pixels too. What do you think?
And in other news, Julie loves you. ♥
Hm... I like Lady Gaga but this cover amuses me more: [link]










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Love is blind and lovers cannot see the pretty follies that themselves commit; for if they could, Cupid himself would blush. ~ Jessica, Merchant of Venice by Shakespeare
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If at first you don't succeed, parachuting probably isn't for you...
The Labyrinth Club Member... [link]
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Love is blind and lovers cannot see the pretty follies that themselves commit; for if they could, Cupid himself would blush. ~ Jessica, Merchant of Venice by Shakespeare
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Keep moving forward.
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Love is blind and lovers cannot see the pretty follies that themselves commit; for if they could, Cupid himself would blush. ~ Jessica, Merchant of Venice by Shakespeare
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Merlin's Pants !
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Love is blind and lovers cannot see the pretty follies that themselves commit; for if they could, Cupid himself would blush. ~ Jessica, Merchant of Venice by Shakespeare
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