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Friday, June 2, 2006


I was learning that love could cost me.

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This really is a splendid book.

School is now over.
Forever.
For good.

Okay, I lied, but at least I get some time off before I have to go there again.

I know a few of my scores, but for the most part I'm not completely sure of the state of my final grades.
In all of Mr. B's classes, my biology teacher, he said I got the highest score on the exam. Love me.
And in History I only missed 2 questions out of 200. That was a pretty hard test too. Imperialism through the Cold War.

The final chapter of this chronicle will come out when I get my report card. Who knows when that'll be...


That would be the art project I've been working on for the past two-three weeks.
Juxtaposed against this brown carpet that needs to be vacuumed, it's a sight to behold.
Is it good?
Huh? HUH?!
You can tell the truth. I'd actually like to hear comments on it.

It's odd, why yes.
Who's that there in the picture?
I don't know.
Which way is the person facing?
*shrug*
Are they coming or leaving.
Why, that's up to interpretation.

Therein lies the amazingness of it all. It's supposed to represent those things. You never know if I person will show you a kind side and then bring disaster or if they really are sincere when you meet them. Yes yes.

I think I need a nap soon. *yawn*
It's been rough.
But yay, weekend.
Which also may mean I go to the pool... mmm... pool.

Love,
The artistic scholar.




... how should I know?



“Never pretend to love which you do not actually feel, for love is not ours to command.” - - Alan Watts

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