Back to school, to prove to Dad that I'm not a fool. I got my lunch packed up, my boots tied tight, I hope I don't get in a fight. Ohhhh, back to school. Back to school. Back to school. Well, here goes nothing.

Just stay out of my way... or you'll pay! LISTEN to what I say!
Hey, why don't I just go eat some hay, make things out of clay, lay by the bay? I just may! What'd ya say?

The part of the story I don't like is that the little boy gave up looking for Happy after an hour. He didn't put posters up or anything, he just sat on the porch like a goon and waited. That little boy's gotta think 'You got a pet. You got a responsibility.' If your dog gets lost you don't look for an hour then call it quits. You get your ass out there and you find that fucking dog.

You little son of a bitch ball! Why you don't you just go HOME? That's your HOME! Are you too good for your HOME? ANSWER ME! SUCK MY WHITE ASS, BALL!

What you've just said is one of the most insanely idiotic things I have ever heard. At no point in your rambling, incoherent response were you even close to anything that could be considered a rational thought. Everyone in this room is now dumber for having listened to it. I award you no points, and may God have mercy on your soul.

A guy your size, why don't you play a real sport, like football?
My Momma wouldn't sign the permission slip. Said it might be a little too dangerous.
Yeah, good call.

I'm an VA State Certified EMT-B
I got three out of three pieces I submitted (the maximum number) into the RU Juried Student Art Show.
I got a girlfriend.
My grades are... kind of... going up.
Summer's getting closer and closer, I'm looking forward to it.

I really just want to be able to take long naps, work on art projects, be it photography, paintings, maybe get into oils and pastels and charcoal, pen work and sketches, finish that graphic novel I've never really more than started, military models and dioramas, get back into writing... the usual pre-summer excitemnt/depression because I know all I'm going to really do is work and hang out with friends, which I love. But it's like I have two sides, social and artistic, neither one can come out and play at the same time. The artistic side is very happy being alone and confined. The social side loves his friends to death.

Anyway all's well. Just day by day till the summer. I think I'm going to run volunteer rescue with Vienna's squad. Should be fun

Oh... my... god...
I'm still at Radford. I don't get to leave until tomorrow at noon if I'm lucky.
In one month and some change I should be an EMT-B though.
I'm excited... and nervous.

I like being an RA... but it's just too ridiculous to do in the 09-10 school year.
Too much time, not enough freedom, a lot of responsibility and little trust from the top.

Love it... but fuck do I hate it
Love making clouds... but.
Thats all I can really do these days
Any kind of foreground- foregetit
...I dunno.
Wish I could paint!

I mean... almost. I got like 10 days? maybe? nice
and the TATTOO'S DONE!!