This really bad, eyebag-causing habit of sleeping for 10 hours...is hard to let go.

WIML.

I hope life becomes more eventful.

Also, I miss that freakishly tall dude that is my brother.

The pasty white dude staring at the screen is actually really discomforting, but attention the song, dammit. The song is addictive. God knows how long it's been since I 'discovered' listenable indie pop.. They use banjos, mandolins and something called a glockenspiel to make music. I'm in awe.

So.....I backtracked (biggest mistake to this date, period) on my old blog posts and.....I felt like someone just shoved a verneshot of stupidity at me.. Through my really...happy, jumpy, blogposts, I could see that I was such a....teenager.

Now that I'm 18 17 because my last birthday was only 4 months ago (technically I'm 17 and 1/4. Awesomexplosion), I expect to see some sort of change in the way I express myself.

Wishing.

The more I spend 24 hours just sitting my arse down and doing pointless things (although I'd be happy to vouch that oscillating from Youtube to Twitter to Persona 3 isn't /that/ pointless), the more and more I'm convinced that the life I want to have is harsh and hard. I mean what I want to be. I'm not going to disclose it here because everyone who reads this knows me and what I want :]

Sure, it's not easy, I'd have to give up a lot. I'd have to bent over a table all night and day. I'd have to give up my blank social life and become remain #foreveralone. I need to have a memory that's..infinite. It's such a glamourized profession sometimes, I wish they'd just straight out tell everyone that it's difficult and by the 5th year, my blood is going to be replaced by caffeine, my eyebags are going to...huge and I'm going to spend every waking minute wishing someone would just run me over with a tractor.

Great, I'm scaring myself again.

I wonder what's or who's going to be there to prevent me from pulling a trigger upon myself.. Existent? Ickkk.

The stress is going to be overwhelming. I'm going to be drenched with exhaustion day and night. Maybe I won't even do my laundry out becausae I'll be too busy sleeping instead.

Hopefully, how much I want it'll trump how much I can handle it.

Oh good God.

HEHEHEHEHEHE GREEN HORNET HEHEHEHEHEHE

I
AM

SO

HAPPY

RIGHT NOW