Saturday, April 5, 2008

P-Shaaw!

Hi

I got a new laptop computer that's SO hardcore!!!!
I have named her Claire. :DDDD

I'm SO freakin' bored. No one will talk to me on AIM because I've got so much energy, and nowhere to put it. Meaning: I freak people out.

I'm actually sitting here typing this with Armor For Sleep pumping into my brain very loudly by request of my parents because they're having a private talk, like, right next to me about Gawd(Sydney) knows what. It's raining really hard, and I wanna be self-destructive, and run outside (I'm scared of water), but my parental units won't let me due to the fact that apparently, there's lightning outside. ><>

The Phone Is Ringing...

Who is it?

It's my Aunt Shell.
Whatever.

I've been trying to think of something to draw in my sketch book. I probably should finish inking my Schitzophrenic Panic picture first, though. I get off track sometimes.... The picture itself is great. It's got great perspective, but it's not my best. I was just trying to see if I had any perspective-angle skills, and I obviously do. o__O

Yesterday, I tried putting music on here, but failed miserably. It's fine though. I just didn't do it right. XDD I'll figure it out soon.

I'm going to go and talk to my wall now. He keeps asking me to have a chat with him these days, and I can't just ignore him. Last time we had a lovely conversation on what Clocks mean to us and why. It was increasingly interesting.

A Clock is Life's Despair. It's Death's essence. Clocks have an obvious relation to time, but they are not time itself. They are the faces of time, and that's why they have faces. If you could look behind a Clock fast enough, you'd catch a glimpse of time; Therefore, seeing the meaning of Life. People are always talking about the meaning of life. No one talks about the meaning of Death. I think this is why Death exists, and is shunned. If everyone was in-love with Death, then Death wouldn't be looked upon as such a bad thing. Death wouldn't exist. If Death doesn't exist, there would be no meaning of life.

I hate learning about the universe in class because it makes me feel even more insignificant then I already do. My life, My Existence means nothing. It doesn't affect the universe in any way. Nothing I could ever accomplish would affect the cosmos at all. There's nothing I could live for that's even bigger than the universe. I am insignificant.

Thank You, and Goodnight!!! :DD

In Regards to Myself....

***Zan

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