Saturday, December 10, 2005

Woo for Christmas, Boo for Art Projects

God, what in the hell is my problem. I swear. Instead of working on my art project (The first one.. mind you.) that's due for tuesday, I'm up here on my ass. I can't help it though. I really can't. I'm in one of those moods where all I want to do is space out and think and be relaxed. Not focusing on some project that's beat to hell from me transporting it everywhere. I love the thing and how it's turning out.. it's just SUCH a damned pain in the ass. And the array of cracks strewed through it from being knocked around in roll-up form is almost making it not worth it. However, but grades are telling me otherwise.

Speaking of grades, I have a 68% in Jacob's... ... ...? THAT SUCKS! I got a damned A last 9 weeks. It's that fucking research paper. I hate those things with a passion. However, I can't really blame it ALL on the paper.. it's my fault too. I'm totally kicking myself in the ass for not doing the 2nd rough draft. Oh well. Bitching will get me nowhere, I just really need to kick it into gear with a few things. I really do. It's just that these past weeks have been bombarding me with shit.. and on top of that, the overall holiday atmospere is making really relaxed and excited. So with all of that I can't focus on much of anything.

Anyway, yeah. That's pretty much the size of my complaining. Long story short, I need to stop being lazy.

True dat.

Anyway, on to everything that doesn't blow. I fucking LOVE Christmas. Mock me as you will, but when I get older I'm totally gonna be one of those Dads who go all out for christmas. Using my house mortgage money on presents and making my house brighter than the sun with christmas lights. Ahh, I love it. I don't know what it is.. and I wasn't like that much until now. Alittle bit last year, but this year I'm just so excited. I'm such a dork. But I love buying stuff for people, I love decorating stuff, I love walking around malls and wal-mart aimlessly. Not the typical 18 year old, huh? But hey, that's how I roll baby. However, as much as Christmas kicks ass, I'm so happy it's only once a year. Because for how much I love it, it's so frustrating and stressful the same amount. But that's easily overlooked because I get to make cookies.

score.

Cookies kick ass.
Presents kick ass.
Christmas kicks ass.



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