thursday

Yesterday I went to my dad's house.
I got bored.
I took my dog on a walk.
We had fun.
I took lots of pictures.
There's a video coming.

ARMISTICE

MuteMath.
Get it. Listen to it. Put it on repeat.
It's amazing.
iPromise.


STOCKHOLM SYNDROME

Derek Webb.
Again.
Get it.
I guess I can see why it was so "controversial" with his record label...but still.
I think its funny that the very song they had the most issue with was kind of talking about them. In a way. The "Pharisee" types of people.
Figures.
All in all, it is a very good album.


CLOUDS

They are very cute right now.
Just kind of hanging out in little cotton ball clusters.

THE WIND

I am very, very thankful for it.
It feels so good when a huge, massive breeze comes bursting through my window.
It was like it was giving me a hug...haha
Yes.
It was.
And it made me happy.
And also because it cooled down my room. A lot.


So now I am just doodling....blah blah blah

going back to my dad's tomorrow...
every one in that house is depressed, and they don't even know it.
Like...it's really bad.
It just feels like there is this big....dark...heavy....cloud over and in the house.
If it were along the lines of my almost constant restless sort of depression, then I could deal with it.
But its definitely not.
So I usually get really tired when I go there.
Ohhh well.
1 year.
Or less if I get a job.


http://www.yoarcade.net/ability/fig.8_content.html
That game is kind of entertaining.
I don't know what the point of it is or anything....but the music is cool and its fun to ride around on a bike lackadaisically.

hahahaa.
"lackadaisically".
It's like the ugly duckling of words.
Poor word.

Uhg. So bored.
That's why I decided to write here.
But.........
Ugh.

If only I had a dog.
That would be blissful.
Not even kidding.
I would be so freaking happy.

I would go outside with it right now and take it on a 3 hour walk.
Because it would be my dog.
And it would love me.
And we would be best friends.
And I would talk to it the whole time.
And make up what he/she said back.
And he/she would have the cutest name.
And...ugh.

...Dakota is barely even my dog.
I mean, he was my birthday present in like, 5th grade but my dad insisted in making all the decisions for him and stuff, and now I barely see Dakota and he doesn't really care about me that much. He has 3 other humans to be friends with.

But I want my own dog that I find at PAWS or somewhere and where its just me and it.


Ugh. Ranting. Complaining. Blah blah blahhhhhhh.
Yay.