Holy Freaging a, A is for apples, Apples taste good in, Taste is a sense, sense: what if you could sense time...

synonym for the title is, sleep deprivation + caffeine = Happiness.

not clarity, but inclarity. my mind is moving at a hundred miles a foot and i don't want to stop it... it is quite delicious. my feet are really cold. i've decided i'm not going to sleep for a couple of days, see what happens. My god, my nose itches. Twilight ruled, kind of, it was extremely cheesy, as i thought it would be, but a good kind of cheesy, a cheesy that loosened up the story and made it interesting. according to this stupid machine "thatloosened" is a word that is spelt correctly, how ridiculous.

anyways, i said last time i would follow up on personality stuff, this is probably a bad time to be doing it, but i'm doing it anyways. the changes that made the branches of our metaphorical tree can be made in many ways. most of mine were made due to a relationship (or failed attempt of relationship) that i've had. such as, punk James was made when i dated Bricky (for the whopping 2 days)(really wierd comment, but my hands feel very strange), then flirty James (who i didn't mention last time) came from my incounters with a one Sarah Cross, and quiet James came after my failed attempt at Jenna (teehee, i was so silly back then). this is how mine were made.

now, back to our regularily scheduled ADHD happiness of the damned. Cats would taste like chicken, i've decided. if you want to win a class debate, wear a tie that you left sitting in your backpack since homecoming. Ima grow a moustasch, okay?! I sound really wierd right now. i can't wait for school. I'm going to take a nice warm shower after this, at 5 o'clock (it's 4:37 right now) umm... I can draw energy from the earth now (it's really just meditation focusing on a feeling, in order to rejuvenate yourself). my GOD, my brains moving so fast, and yet so slow, it's like i approached the speed of light... that didn't make any sense. you know what doesn't make any sense, me. it's wierd i know, but apparently i'm crazy. Ima tell sometin to yous, i think the spell check on my computer stopped working, that or i can't see red no more. that'd be awesome if i couldn't, but would also suck. god, i hope no one reads this, it's pure insanity... it's like pulling together a huge group of very important people, and singing row, row, row your boat to them. ya'know what's strange? I wrote an essay for spanish in english and the teacher thought i did it cause i didn't understand the directions. how dumb does she think i am? i guess it was pretty dumb, but i'm dropping that class anyways. If you're still reading this, i give you 15 points on the awesome scale. i couldn't read this, it's a bunch of gibberish. anywho... you know whos hot, Liz whatshername. shes small and cute and hot and i could carry her around in a... dude, Human suitcases would rule, i kinda want to go make one now. my legs are freezing man, and my arm,s feel really heavy. i think i'm losing my mind. But it all was bullshit, a goddamn piece of shit! hahahaha wedding singer rules. ima gonna get the death from above tattoo when i turn 18, with my older bro (well, sis, technically) and his roommate, Jeremy (hannah, technically). you know what's frustrating, Carmike 15 spelt Quantum of Solace as Quantum of Solice. the retards. holy crap, it's now 4:47, that means i managed to type meaninglessly for over 10 minutes, my god, this must've been how Hemingway felt. ooo, BURN! I just burned Hemingway. god that guy hurts my head, his work makes no sense, he's a commie i tells ya. my god, my internal voice sounds though it were drunk. this is why i while never drink and fuck, it's just too messy. anyways, you know who'll fuck you up? Nate affield, i know something he doesn't know :D... but that's a story for, hey you know what? College is gonna rule, woot!!! ♂ Animation mentor. wow, my hands get really cold if i m,ove them away from the keyboard, that's amazing. another 15 points awarded if you've managed to continually read this far. another 5 minutes have passed. green is orange with the silver. you know who i used to like, Meghan, because she's so cool, but she can't stand me... I think... Wow! I do sound Drunk, maybe i should stop, ah fuck it, i've come this far, might as well keep writing until 5 o'clock and my warm shower of doom awaits me. my hand is becoming numb, oh well. it 455 right now. Renee Therrein is a cool cat. I can't stand the Kelcca coimit. they frustrate (that was Kelsy Coit and Becca Dymit, in case you couldn't tell). i wish i could see this clearly all the time. the jitters have subsided and my brain is starting to work on a normal level again. that was some funness had by me. pacing is my past-time. This is the first blog that actually makes sense with my blogs name. Live through the eyes of insanity indeed. this blog has gotten very long, it is quite stupendiffirous indeed. ok, i know for a fact that "stupendiffirous" is a bullshit word, so, yeah, my spell check isn't working right now. kinda glad actually, i don't want to know the amount of errors i made in my posting madness, well its 5, signing off kiddies

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Who watches the watchmen, INDEED!