Post 100

This is my one hundreth post, and this means that I've reached somewhat of a milestone. One should say that I'd be more excited than I actually am, but truth is, I'm not incredibly enthusiastic. I'm not doing too bad though. Today I told myself that I was going to have a good day, simply because I slept in and therefore was off to a bad start. I relented and said I would have a good day, and lo and behold here I am, adoring the sunlight of a beautiful day and waiting to get out of school so that I may be free to do as I like. There's not much more to it than that, it's simply just going to be a good day. I ate pastry for breakfast, simply because today would be a good day and I didn't want to worry about weight. Today I got a good mark on a biology test, certainly more than I could ask for. It was just simply beautiful out today, so, I will and must have a good day.

I've never been more excited to see the girl I am so deeply in love with. For the first time, we've actually been ambitious and planned our night out. Which consists of me meeting her at home sometime between eight an nine, and then we're going to go get cheesy bread. That will be our night, in a nutshell, because I love cheesy bread just that much. We finally got our "soirée" together. As Ricarrrrrdo might call it, we got a real overnight. I was so excited to finally be able to sleep beside her, her head on my chest, my arms around her, and both of our thoughts gently wandering around some ethreal plane. Surreal at best, because fact is, it'll be a long long time before it happens again, and considering it's only happened twice before, this was a rare occasion indeed.

No one ate Zac's fruit loops, and I'm ecstatic for that fact because the night before he mentioned he would, with no resolve, cut me with his knife if he woke up and his nine dollar box of jumbo fruit loops were gone. He then proceeded to hide them on top of the cupboards and gracefully fall unconcious in his own bed, far away from his knife, and even farther away from his precious fruit loops.

We've got an eraser in the shape of a two thirds quart of something something something, let's cleanse the canvas and sleep when it's over because tomorrow we'll need the rest. It's almost sure we'll be painting through most of the light we see, and it's most likely we'll want that canvas cleaned.

I've got no reason to be excited that this is my 100th post because quite frankly I've been slacking off a lot lately, and it feels like I have to do you, my readers, more of a solid. I guess I just simply wasn't as popular on my blog as I wanted to be. It's alright though, I promise to come through more consistent again. God I love writing this things, I apologize for my slight hiatus, chances are it was just a stint when I didn't realize how cool blogging actually was.

Let's clean the canvas.

Just as a foot note, I found a really cool abstract on a blog by n.design today, it's right here.