school is for fools
Q:you know what's vaguely depressing?
A:the only way I can muster up the motivation to do my schoolwork is by downing copious amounts of stimulants

at least i'm not desperate enough to snort them.

another development, I find myself pretty disinterested in punk rock nowadays.
this is like new-chapter-in-my-life-warranting.
punk rock has been mainstay since 7th grade.
and now i'm sick of it?
weird.

I think i have brain damage of some sort.
my collusion with the bathroom floor at the age of four and the subsequent cracking of my skull
and what-like.
You know what area I smashed?
The parietal lobe.
what does the parietal lobe control?
spatial and mathematical thinking.

and the dark flickered while the match was struck.

at least it wasn't bad enough to give me the math form of dyslexia.
just enough for a fog to settle in when I see numbers.

oh dearr. psych project I should be completing and ap history stuff I should get out of the way.

nah. i think i'll just continue reading slash.

there's gotta be some well-thought out philsophy that says,
the actions that give you the most pleasure are the ones that should be undertook.
oh righttt, hedonism.

nevermind.