Early morning monologue

So it's two a.m. I'm listening to my iPod (currently playing The Bad Touch by The Bloodhound Gang) while surfing the net on my lovely love known as my Blackberry. Sounds like an awesome way to spend a Friday night/Saturday morning, right? Except I forgot to mention something. I'm doing math homework. Yes. You read correctly. Math homework. During summer vacation.


The apocalypse is coming, guys. I can feel it via an emerging headache that is a direct result of trying to recall formulas and various math-y information that I haven't thought of for over 3 months.



And I have to wake up early tomorrow to spend the entire day doing homework.


I really need to get going on doing my art projects. I've been feeling really uninspired lately. Usually a nice drive would clear my mind and get those "creative juices" flowing, but I haven't had anywhere to go. Would love to go to the mall to get some gesture drawings of random people done. But, for whatever reason, anyone I would bring would want to actually shop. Which is a major downer to nerdy, artsy me. And I can't go alone, as I don't yet have my license. Soon, though. Hopefully.


P.s. Kind of random but... I really wish I could write in more... poetic way. With awesome metaphors/similies and really witty things. You'd think my mind would find it easy to write like that, but my writing tends to be kind of... blunt and not too fancy (except for synonyms. Thesaurus's are my friends). Meh.

Also, Handlebars by flobots.