I may not necessarily know what day today is, but I do know there isn't much time in between now and when school starts. Or at least when I move into my dorm room on Saturday. Jeez. I still haven't uploaded/finished any pictures since my last like, seven journals... Wow. Drawing every day may be a task indeed. How the flaming hell did I get into MIAD?... I'm kind of ultra-failing to fulfill my new years resolution to stop sucking. Lol. I'm still waaay lazy and give the word procrastination a whole new meaning. I'm not even joking. I don't know if you can call what I'm doing procrastination anymore. I'm gonna be home for two more days. Counting today. I still need to finish shopping for shiz for my dorm. After that, I should at least start packing. Not to mention, sign up for this payment plan, get my textbooks and pre-order (if you can even say "pre" at this point) my art supplies kit. In fact, in my own little twisted way, this is awesome. I have failed so hard, it's almost a win. That makes me laugh on the inside. Looking at the poorly lighted bright side, at least I know what I have to do and actually plan on doing it...... really really fast. That's... a significant step up for me. Trust me. Look at that! I AM maturing! But seriously, don't get the wrong idea. I'm flippin stoked! It's gonna be a way busy year but I'm sure I can handle it. I mean hell, I only have class four days a week, there's no such thing as math and it's basically encouraged that I let my mind drift off in class and draw. I don't even have to do it at the edge of my paper anymore! Like the time I drew a guy getting hit by a bus on the back side of my science homework. Which was only half done. I should write scientific equations on the back of my art homework. It'd be funny and slightly ironic. Also odd, keeping in mind I don't know many scientific equations... I think I was making a point earlier... I ramble too much sometimes. I need a shock collar or something... Like now. I'm completely deviating from whatever it was I was talking about earlier. Umm... Yeah! There we go! I'm really excited because it's like, this is it. This is what I do. And it's in a place where basically everybody has a common interest. Also I meant to bring this up way earlier, but the procrastination has to stop. For the most part. I gotta bring my A-game. Also, I find it funny that I put off mentioning how I should stop procrastination. Cause that was kind f procrastination right there... I am so, so odd. Where did my parents go wrong? It's gonna be... interesting living with my buddy Andrew too. One of my buds from High School is my room mate. Which worked out really well because he was in a grade below me. Last year I was gonna go to MATC, but I waited way late to turn in my application and when I finally did, there was some odd situation with financial aid so I just took a year off of school and worked and now I'm going to MIAD at the same time Andrew is. And I was fairly young for my grade in high school so now I'm... meh. But anyway, he's weird... In ways that kinda freak ME out. Gonna be an odd year. To say the very least.

And as if this weren't long and gruesomely time-consuming enough, that was only the first half of this journal! I expect half of you stopped reading half-way through the first half. Not to mention a ton of people who got this probably deleted it with two other journals they didn't bother to read before deleting while going through their messages. But no, really, I have no clue how long this will be. You do, since you get to scroll down and see for yourself. I cannot do that yet, since I'm still typing this and therefore have not yet reached the end. I though this part would be as long as the first part, but the problem here is that I didn't anticipate that I'd ramble this long. Sometimes I wonder how long I can keep it up. And a lot of the time I forget that other people aside from me will be reading this, thinking about how weird I am. I'm not really THAT weird. (Although I'm far from "normal"(boring)) I think I just have a tendency to forget not everyone is as weird as me or think I'm that funny so a lot of the time I end up looking a little bit more special than I intended. I write/type a lot more proper than I talk. Well, not a lot more but, noticeably more. Then again, if you're not directly talking to someone, there's little space to say "dude" or stuff like that. This wasn't suppose to be about me rambling about rambling about how odd I am. It was supposed to be about a puppy. I got one. Hmm... That was... Anti-climactic. But yeah, I got a puppy yesterday. It's freaking adorable. I have two more days to enjoy how adorable/annoying it is. And then I won't see it again for months at a time. But it's not so weird because it's not just my puppy. It's mostly my brother's. It's the family's, but he's like... Okay, so if we are all the owners of the dog, he'd be the super-owner. Wow. It must be pretty late. I just said super-owner. I'm not even trying to be clever anymore... But before I end this excruciatingly long journal (which, if you read, you are awesome) I feel like telling you, that you should read the comments in my shoutbox. Quite amusing. My slightly depressing comments to myself are pretty funny. Also, I'm noticing how much I use "...". It's in the last three comments I left. Like it implies an awkward silence... Wow... How many times did I use it in this journal. It's even in the freakin title! HAHAHAHA!! It's in the title of like, nearly all of my journals! That's too funny. Although, I gotta say, the poll is overkill... The forum is just plain epic failure. I don't even think anyone knows it's there. I forgot that was a premium feature. I've greatly abused my devart features. Like, less than a quarter of this "almost half" of this journal was about the puppy. The whole damn thing was supposed to be about the puppy. I'm sorry, I failed you, Maddy. Hell! I didn't even mention her name was madison of that it is a girl. Wow, and to think this is gonna be in the journal section on the front page of my devart page until I update again. Who knows when that will be. I left a link to this page on my MIAD social profile too... Imagine if they actually read this. Before the school year even stared I'd be known as that weird, geeky kid. It'd be like high school al over again. Cept this time I have tighter pants and everybody's an artist. I'm totally kidding though. I am... ALL of the time.