So ya, this has been a short week, until today. Highlights are that "DisHonord" thraler, which looks fucking awesome and I want. Seeing a Russain flash mob, which I will link down below (THANK YOU SAVAGE FOR SHOWING ME THIS). Then I've started on a Chose your own Advanture book, which I will be uploading soon. Two things I must say about this, One: you need to use your head for some of it, as the puzzles can be kinda hard. Two: There are good and bad endings, but some options that seem to lead to bad endings may lead to a good ending. So far, there are about fifteen posable endings, and I'm only about 42% done. And, as you can guess by the title, I've been having alot of troble sleeping. Thou I have had some awesome dreams, like being chased by dinosures throu a jungle, or becomeing a guilmon (<--I really like this one). Also, the assistant for my humanitys teacher is so awesome and cute, I love her. But now we have reached the moment I have been dreading, I am part of the set up for a battle of the bands for my journalism class. The whole class was supose to come after school to help, there is about thirty of us, only seven including myself showed up. Fuckers. The time it took to set up? FOUR AND A HALF HOURS. Four of them I spent with my thumbs up my ass doing nothing. To add to that, our graphic program froze, as well as the whole damned computer. The best part was, the crew found some refureal forms, and come up with stipid stuff we would get in alot of trouble for. My was going to be rape a whole class (hey, when a dragon gets horny), but instead I was masterbating to a magic sandwitch...I don't want to know. But that wasn't the best part, earlyer that day, I had to watch a deminstartion of what happend in a crash, then listen to two moms bitch about how there sons died. I hope no one I know will die in a car crash, but oh my god, these two moms were so dumb and annoying. Half the stuff they said contridicted what the other said. I know its cold and dickish, but if you do die, there are alot of people to take your place. I have had close friends and famaly die, and I moved on rather quickly. You need to acept that they will die sooner than latter, and just hope they lived a good life that they had. I have my grand parents on their death bed, and I know they were both strong, wise people. Wether you die young or old, you need to make most of the time you have, and I view that for myself as writing storys for people to enjoy. I know I'm ending this on a sad note, so to make up for it, I'm also linking an adorable pic of Dragoneer and Sciggles, bye!
After the Battle of the Bands: it was a disaster! We weren't ready, had barly any hands, no usheres, one of our camera men weren't there, and the cameras we did have avalable were broken. Plus, my parents didn't like me showing up so late, and I couldn't help clean up. And the iceing on the cake: we didn't make any profit from it. Anyone have some rope I can hang myself with? On the plus side, the sound person hated this one accustic guy and a band because the first was making the mics scrach, and the second was death metal. It was fun listening to him suffer. Over all I want my weekend back!

Flash mob of awesomeness: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KgoapkOo4vg
Cute Dragoneer and Sciggles: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/6789057/