Well, fcat is coming up, and they have made Saturday an optional day at school.... And by optional, I mean "I must go due to parents". I know there doing it for the good of all of us, but that's not exactly where I wanna spend my Saturday. I would've gladly stayed after school (it's about a hour and a half) for a bit, but I have two brains (metaphor, don't really have two brains, in case you actually thought that), one for common knowlege, everyday things, ect, and one for school stuff I'll probably never use (just saying, when have you ever needed to find the surface area?), and that brain shuts down on weekends. Well, it'll end at 12:30, no point bitching about it, just gotta get it over with I guess...

This is a list of things I would change in the world, given the opertunity. (this is suposed to be both serious and funny)
1: some rules in the Geneva convention gone: almost every rule is just holding us back, and most is just because god wouldn't want us to. How the hell do we know what god wants?! If you created a universe, filled with intelegent life, with a dominent species that can make tools, wouldn't you want them to have that attribute brought to the fullest extent? More tools=faster evolution=more inventions=more to sell to other people= better economy= better education=fewer idiots I SOLVED STUPIDITY MOTHER fcukER! Not to mention that the portal gun would be right around the corner ^^
2: parents would care a bit less: I'm not talking about complaining about grades or something, I'm talking about your own choices. Every day, my parents choose what path I take, who I talk to, what I buy (buthurt from no companion cube purchases), and everything in between. I even caught them looking for a stash of pornographic magizines in my cabinets. I don't even like porn. If I see a girl's, I say "well, those are lovely, but what does that have to do with this?" (if I see a dude's I throw the nearest sharp object at him screaming "oh hell no!!!")
3: book burners: these piss me off. What the hell makes you think what your doing is right? Why don't you think "huh, these people beleive something different than what I beleive, interesting!" no, you gotta start a huge bonfire and make yourselves look like the extreamist you are, and make a huge scene. Seriously, have you ever seen a good book burning? I also find it weird that the atheist books are the most famous firewood, but you NEVER hear any satanist books burned. Isn't that what they should be focusing on!? If your going to "do something for god" wouldn't you attack his nemisis, instead of a science book? come on!
First post: why do you like to celebrate being the first one to post your comment? Someone has to be the first, but why is it always a moron? The worst is if there's a second poster. Stop being stupid and share your opinion! that's what that space is for...
otherkin: these people are furries. "why do you hate these people if you are one?" well, that's because I'm not. These people are a subculture, within the furry subculture, but what's the diference? These people beleive that they ARE the fursona, if not, reincarnated, or spiritualy. This isn't a stereotype, it's a fact. If your a otherkin, and read this, and disagree, your not otherkin, your a mis informed furry.
Ex: Billy thinks he's a purple wolf/orange zebra/human hybrid (although that would be interesting to see), when he's realy a hybrid of a tub o' lard, and a nit.
Keep watching, I'll most likely update.

You know the song "still alive" by glados? Well, I'm learning that song on the guitar! Only problem is that I can't sing... Well. Anyway, I have my parents under contract, and fooled them into letting me buy a weighted companion cube! I finnaly gots a debit card, so now I can buy stuff! Happy days!
Edit: moms being annoying, she won't let me get it D:<

What are some imaginary things that shouldn't be sold in stores? All I can come up with is a water gun/ real gun.
Edit: well, tuesday I start the project I call "the underground paintbrush" (I really like making things more dramatic by giving them names) I hate lying, but it's all for you. I'm punished for talking back or resistance or something like that for three more weeks. I am also working on a website at the school. I'll have to say that I'm staying in for a couple hours for the website, when in reality, I'll be working on the drawings. When they come for me, I'll pretend to go asleep (to stay awake, I'll listen to heavy metal, or something else loud with headphones). Then, at one, I'll pick the lock (it's a pretty simple one, don't be impressed) use the computer to post it here, and that's it! Repeat every Tuesday, Thursday, and Friday. (I chose those for a reason, but my thumbs getting sore from texting this with my phone) you'll finally get to see my nightmare, huh? :3
edit2: about halfway through the first drawing. looks scarier than before..... I have no idea if thats a good thing or a bad thing...
edit3: done! please comment, for I have worked hard sneaking it here ^^

Ugh, can't take the isolation anymore. I need a cube... They won't let me get one, mainly for the hearts painted on it. I have the money, and they won't even give me that basic right to buy what I choose like even the poorest of people have... Well, they'll just see how resourceful I can be then. I will get that cube, and things will be different this time around. MARK MY WORDS!

Apparently, I've been sleep drawing again, but while I was drawing, I had a nightmare. Before I go further, let me explain the nightmare, I was dared to go in a abandoned building. And for some reason, I go for nothing. I spent a couple of minutes there and found a vanity mirrior. As I walked past it, a shadowy hand grabed my jacket, and dragged me through the mirror. I woke (In the dream) to find my self back where I thought I was, but then I turned around. I saw the scarriest thing I've seen in a long time, a figure I affectionitally call "the dark side". His tail was melting all over the floor, seemed to be made of shadows and blood, had red eyes, a jackolantern mouth, was bleeding as if someone cut off a bit of his head and his blood was gushing, and the jacket was fused to his arms. He then attacked me. I drew him while I was asleep. Eventually, I got up to find that little masterpiece on MY FACE. The dream itself didn't quite scare me as much as the drawing did just now... *shivers* btw, I know I drew it. It has my whole drawing style and everything. Man, I have problems...

Herro folks, I just want to tell ya I injected myself with an awsome little heroin called "portal", and might I just say: BEST GAME EVER! I can't get enough of it! So why did I put the "mad as hell" emoticon here? Well, my parents took away my xbox, AND my laptop (I'm putting this here via iPhone) I don't even know what I did! It gets worse: instead of putting a password on the wifi like I taught them, they take the whole laptop! So that means I can't enjoy the simple pleasure of DRAWING (I color them with Photoshop). I even told them that, but it's like arguing with a wall. I made 5 one page comics allready! I think they said something about breaking an addiction, which I know is BS. When I came back from summer camp (another annoyance that lasts a month), I wasn't doing anything BUT play games! I was suffering from WITHDRAWL! They also said it's time for me to make more friends, which is stupid because I live in "god's waiting room", filled with so many old people, not a single person would laugh when I say "I see dead people...". I'm going insane, at least at camp I had paint to help keep me somewhat sane! I can't take 3 more weeks of this. Helps...
edit: i managed to slip this in here, if you wanna make one, see my faves, you'll find it. the guy on the left is my dark side. they didn't have enough to fully capture him, but the creator did a reasonable job with me: