Internet Is My Oxygen

Disconnecting your internet is like taking a breath before plunging your head under water. I don't know why your going underwater but hey, I don't know what your using your internet for either. You wouldn't take in a huge gulp of air, filling your lungs to burst point and then wait around for a minute or two before diving would you? No. Because you'd be a retard. And thats how the internet is.

So the real challenge is figuring out if today is my last day at my place or if tomorrow is. Still unsure but I know one thing for god damn sure. I'm not disconnecting this shit until the last fucking second.

In other news...

Loneliest Easter Ever

First off, don't feel bad. Holiday's are a joke and the only one I care about is Christmas, and that's only really because of the free time and free booze. HUM-BUG

That being said I did find it rather odd that I wake up on easter morning hungover, having thrown up on myself the night before with Cole. Throughout my childhood it's been waking up and watching my hurp durps find eggs and then I get a present. Now it's me waking up with a headache with the lingering taste of puke in my mouth. I am all grown up it would seem.

Here's the breakdown: I hate ham - I usually can only stomach so much "family time" before I get driven insane - Halo is better than family - No one bugged me to go to some relatives far away from the caressing warmth of my xbox.

Like I said, don't feel bad.

Now the real question emerges, does this make me a bad person? Or does this just mean I know my limits and have far less of a conscience than others. Most people (holidays are perfect examples) will put up with the family bullshit and even enjoy themselves for a certain amount of time throughout the holidays. But when the magical countdown clock of patience runs out everyones minds always goes back to "I wonder what everyone else is doing and why aren't I having fun at all?" and they start to bleed from their eyes as spines grow from their backs because of the waking of the slumbering demon of bordom.

At least that show it goes for me, and many others I've talked to.

Best part of Easter?

Josh on twitter: Mango and cigarette for easter supper.
Johnny on twitter: Hot pocket and cigarette for supper, happy easter my friend

I laughed and laughed. The best part is I dont really think either of us were too upset about it? At least I wasn't. I enjoy the solitude of living alone, it lets me do whatever I want and not be fighting all of the fucking time like when I live at home. This summer is going to be unpleasant for that.

Other than that I went out with Cole on saturday night. We went to Original Joes for nachos and sat and drank there for a couple of hours. Once outside for a cigarette we met this homeless man who approached us and asked, "would you guys like to see a breakdance demonstration for some change?" I told him I very much would but I only had plastic on my, although I would be happy to give him a fagg if he smoked. He agreed and started the show. It was pretty awesome I must admit. A lot of the basic moves that you'd see a breakdancer do but it was still pretty tight and afterwards he told us not to drink and drive and to stumble home instead because something something something. (it all rhymed i can't remember the whole thing) Definitely the finest beggar I have ever met in Calgary. I hope things go better for that man.

End

Well, I'm done. I had my last class yesterday and it was only about 45 minutes long to go over the finer points of our final project. So that was that and my teacher shoved us out on our way. What did I do? Well I packed up some things that I wont be needing anymore because I'm done classes and then took a nice long nap. 3 hours. Bliss.

Taking a nap is like playing a brand new videogame for me. You tell yourself that your only going to play for an hour or so but then it becomes so fun and consuming that you just cant stop.
Thats what naps are to me, they're fun. Every single time I've gone to sleep this year its been with a smile on.

Today I'm waiting for Cole to write his last final and then I do believe we're going out at some point and getting suuuupppperrrrr silly. Will we end up and rippers? More than likely.

This year was good, very good for me as a person now that I look back on it. I know what and what not to do with cash when living alone now, even though I still to spend spend spend. It's also helped me understand that all careers in art are awesome, anything I end up doing is going to be beautiful, and that pleases me.

I'm home on the 29th. I've made proper arrangements so that I will be home during the afternoon and not at like midnight or some bullshit. Cannot fucking wait.

Now if you'll excuse me, I'm watching Evil Dead.
If you haven't seen Evil Dead, your an asshole.

K Mom

"Are you high?"

That's what I woke up to this morning on my blackberry.
From my mom... lolwut?
So I did the right thing and replied, "Ummm of course, PCP baby."

Hahahaha we'll see how she reacts to that one.

In other news. Today is my last final and then I just have to do the rest of an assignment due for tomorrow and then I'm done. Chillin here for a week with nothing really to do but pack and clean is going to be fucking awesome.. I get to just play videogames and relax. Bliss.

Go Nucks :)

Grand Opening

If by any freak chance you are interested in my stuff from first year I opened a new blog Medicore Creation Extravaganza! for your viewing needs. Have fun!

I have been sitting in this lecture theater for 3 hours and havent listened to a single fucking word. When it comes to sculptures, count me out.

The last few days have been insanely nice out here in Cowboy Central. To the point where when the sun comes up and shines through my window in the morning I wake up because its so warm it almost becomes uncomfortable. Woe is me right.

Today was exceptionally nice and so in an act of total defiance to the season of spring I donned shorts and a tshirt and walked my ass to school, head held high. Ohhhhh man i regret it now. Whereas before it was plus 14 the temperature has dropped to now a megere 3 degrees and cloudy. Have fun walking home you cocky faggot.

Tonight is going to consist of me packing up my drawing materials and heading to the mall to sit on a bench and draw. That's part of my final project. So I'm going to be that creepy guy sitting in the same spot in the mall for 5 hours. Can't Wait.
I shall post my stuff on the aforementioned blog once I'm done.

I need a hundred redbull.

Spring Cleaning

Of the computer.

This mac is dirty I tell you.
Its full if garbage pictures from the internet that i try to tell myself at the time would come in useful sometime in the future. Lies. All lies.
So now I'm going to go through this bad bitch and destroy much of my collection I have horded thanks to stumble.

It's nearing the end of the semester and I can see the light. Everyone is more up, cheerful, and optimistic, and really its hard not to be with the warm sun flooding into your room every morning. I think the official game plan is my mom coming on April 26th and we'll stay here for a while getting everything together and then take off hopefully on the 28th. I'm also going to try and score some clothes off her because she'll be excited to shop. So 28th it is. Home for 4 months.. I'm positively buzzing.

I want to camp, but just once because thats enough for me honestly.
I hope the beach is better than last year because I think I would like to do the skim boarding thing a little heavier. I really do love that sport.

All that being said, I'm getting a bit ahead of myself. There are 2 huge humps to get over in the form of a Colour Theory assignment and an Art History final. boo-urns

But most of all for the summer..

Get your clubs shined up Johnny.