Windswept Life

Am I a cloud in the Sky?
Blown by the wind.
Up so high...
Maybe it's why I like the rain so much.
It brings me back down to earth.

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I took a nap on the living room couch today and dreamed that everything turned out great, but the details are fuzzy so I don't remember much. The only reason I woke up was because my dad shook me and gave me the "What the hell is wrong with you, son" face. He freaks me out when he does that. That and dinner was ready. Anyhow, I was facing the backrest, and I somehow got hold of one of those decorative pillows while I was sleeping. I never wake up lying on my side. Ever. I also never have to be shaken to wake up. I'm a light sleeper and I never have to be physically stirred out of my REMs. I had my head pressed against the pillow, my face was between the seat cushion and the backrest. Wtf. Was it me trying to smother myself? But it was a nice dream, a good dream. Or so I thought. So either I was unconsciously trying to commit suicide and my subconscious is giving me a divine sendoff, or I couldn't turn all the way while I was tossing in my sleep and ended up smothering myself. Both are just too weird for me. I...don't feel the need for suicide, XD, but I certainly never do those random things in my sleep. So yea, wtf.

In other news, let me try my hand at these equations.

Clive + 4/28 - 5/3 = Dallas.
Clive + math test - 5/3 = GAH!!
Clive + make up test = "x_x"

I suck at parody-ing. I hate systems of equations. 7.1/7.2 need to die. So does 7.4. Math sucks in general.

Chem sucks too, but I don't know how to parody titration equations. The bottom line is, they suck too.

With my SAT scores so abysmal and my grades folling a similar trend, I can't help but feel just a little ticked off. We need to revolutionize school and this college system or something.

Okay, so I just burned off 20 minutes typing this out. Down with Chemistry/PreCalculus and its freakin long assignments. I should be going to bed then.

But I'm sort of paranoid about sleeping now. Whatever.

My subconscious freaks me out. =/.


  And the wind brought Clive @ 2:00 AM

Thursday, April 27, 2006  

 
Today, I finally got off my lazy ass and uploaded Prom pics. Like what? After a whole month? Yea, I suck like that. MSN Space time!


  And the wind brought Clive @ 3:38 PM

Tuesday, April 25, 2006  

 
I woke up today knowing it would be great. I wish it could be like this everyday. Something so simple can make me feel so...happy. And I feel like such a coward for posting here in my blogger, since I know that no one can comment, and I wouldn't know who read it. That and I know not many people read my blogger anyways, most importantly, you.

Is it love? Maybe. Though this unrequited thing...it's killing me.


  And the wind brought Clive @ 11:27 PM

Monday, April 17, 2006  

 
Junior Prom was awesome, yeayuh.

There's nothing much to say, really. Here's the best part.



Cherii is the lurve, =].

I'm going to try to put together all the pictures I took. And to get some videos uploaded, XD. So...I'll post again when THAT's up.

Later Days


  And the wind brought Clive @ 8:57 PM

Sunday, April 02, 2006  
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