I long for scenes where man has never trod—
For scenes where woman never smiled or wept—
There to abide with my Creator, God,
And sleep as I in childhood sweetly slept,
Full of high thoughts, unborn. So let me lie,—
The grass below; above, the vaulted sky.
- From Written in Northampton County Asylum by John Clare
I'm way to comfortable with violence. Especially, with my sister. Me and her went at it on a Thursday night. Probably shown our level of our maturity but the next day we just fine. She has scars of my nail imprint and I have a huge bruise from her wear she bit me.
The only good thing I can think about my relationship with my family is that we don't stay angry with each other. We know when to let go grudges but we need better outlet for anger.
The Vampire Diaries and Supernatural is going to make my Thursday night exciting for me. This time I'm going to try not to miss episodes and I'm so going to babble about these shows in my journal. Both of these fandom are pretty scary to look at. Even my friends are excited for Thursdays nights now.
Mobile Internet is coming soon to me and still working on the script.
Why must school be so boring, maybe I need to pick better classes for myself. My dad I need to be more career focus. I'm not so creative minded to think of a career I want to be in the future.
I can't seem to find a layout I want to use for my journal. I'm also thinking of getting a paid account so the ads won't mess with the layout. Upside is to also have more userpics slots.
The American population infuriates me so much especially with the so called problem with the President address to school children on Tuesday. Please people is a god damned speech that kids are probably not going to pay attention to the speech anyway because there are kids who probably be on their cellphones. I don't want to say anymore because this subject especially about right wing America pisses me off. I really can't stand close-minded people.