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My Week So, I have decided to take my mind to the edge. 336 hours with 0 hours sleep. This is going to be fun. I have decided to keep a net journal of all the event that happen in this spanned. Since I'm also in school, it will be a little harder then in summer like I originally planed, but I got a note book. We will see what happens! 168 [If Lizards start crawling on me in the shower, I will go to bed] Friday, 20, 2002: {Day 1}- Got up at 8:56 a.m today. Feel rested, ready for a new day of school. Late for school as usual. I suck, but it was only by a minute so Mr. Teacher didn't care much. My class is so stupid, they take so long to do such simple projects. I finished a project last Tuesday that was due for today. Fuck. Then I had my 3rd period spar. Tried goin' to Massey, but I didn't have bus fair, so I went into Sev. to get change. As I was in there I watched the bus go by. Missed the bus, shitty. So I spent the remainder of that period gathering data on the Pro's and Con's of smoking marijuana, and the Pro's and Con's of drinking alcohol. [This info. will be available shortly, located under extras] Lunch came around, I went out to Pizza Hut with some guys. Continued the data collecting. Then Art class. Same as usual, nothing but sitting on my ass being board out of my skull. Video Production class. We were forced to change our company name from Rocket Queen Productions to Fruit Loop Productions, for lack of funding in out logo stamp. Oh well. We walked around filming people getting into fights. Random acts of violence rule. School ends. Come home, look around the net, get a call, go to a football game. Get really bad news. Come home. Here I am now. With any luck, this page will turn out good, but that's keeping the train of thought that I will slowly lose my mind. Or start to see things. Fun! Saturday, 21, 2002: {Day 2}- Got out of my Movie binge at 7:36 a.m. [Just so you all know, this is what I do aside from sleep, it doesn't take brain power and it lets your body rest. If I'm going to make 14 days I'm going to need some form of rest]. I have a little headache, my spine is a little sore but I'm fine. Saturday morning cartoons suck ass now. There all made to support the toys, and franchises. I'm going to have some bacon for breakfast, mmmmm. Got on the bus today, 72's suck, to go to St. Vital. Right as my bus reached the juncture where it meets the 75/76, I watch a 76 drive by. I eventually get to the mall, and I meet up with some people, but am unable to fine the one I'm looking for, evidently I was supposed to go to HMV but I'm to stupid to remember something so trivial. I watched One Hour Photo, with Robin Williams. Good film, a little messed up, but cool. Then I went home [Just to announce here, if anyone gets me a birthday gift, I'm going to break their nose....or so I threaten] and was given, 'And All That Could Have Been', Nine Inch Nails Live, the double DVD set. No matter what I say, it was a great gift, but such a waste of money. I then went to bed and watched Terminator, The Thing, Resurrection, Nine Inch Nails, Romeo and Juliet. Then I sat there with my thoughts and tattooed No on my leg. Sunday, 22, 2002: {Day 3}- Got out of Movie binge at 2:36 p.m, my mouth was really dry, and my throat felt like it was cracking, my back feels better though. I went to Superstore, the ground was all wet so I had some trouble rollerbladeing there. On the way back, about 4:50 p.m I decided to stopped off at a friends, we watched Boogie Nights. Then people came over, watched some T.V, listened to music. Then came home, watched James Bond, Tomorrow Never Dies, then turned on my NIN, and ate supper. Beef stew is good. I'm going to have some more now. Then probably watch some more movies, or continue workin' on this site. Monday, 23, 2002: {Day 4}- Got ready for school at 8:56. my throat has NEVER been this dry, I could feel little hard bumps at the far back, my head hurts, but I'm feeling good. Had another super joy, joy class of Software Applications, then went down to the cafeteria. To bright down there. Then I went to Pizza Hut with some guys, had a long pot talk, along with some of the nasty, nasty shit we have seen on the net. Like that guy getting his throat sawed out by a Russian. Had some meatlovers pizza, it was good up till the point that I looked at what was left behind, a nice think layer of grease. I got to make a phone call now. Anyways, as we walked back to the school we were greeted with the horrid stench of something. I then went to Art class. On my way my right leg stopped working, it was strange. 70 minutes latter, I had the same amount of 'art work' done as when I went into the class. Then Video Productions. I did all the work as usual, since my partner seemed to be bent on video taping cops. I then retreated home, after having a brief conversation with the creator of Welcome To My Head. I then went for a walk to free my thoughts and write. Here I am now. I then got a hair cut. Happy days, and then restarted Romeo and Juliet. Such a well done film. Not well enough to reach the top ten, but still amazing. Then decided to work on this site a little longer. Fuck, this is the last thing I want to be doing right now! But there is nothing else for me right now, I feel sad, I think its the no sleep. I'm going to look that up now. If it is, HERE'S MY FIRST SIGNS OF IT!!! Yup, depression is one of them....oh well, I'll live. "it's not the mind that can't take missing sleep; it's entirely the body", I didn't even write that. So I'm not the only person that knows that. Tuesday, 24, 2002: {Day 5}- It's 2:51 a.m, I feel pretty good, headache, slight back pain. I could use some sleep. Maybe after work tonight, but that would be far to early, I must make it to at least day 8. But even that is seeming to be a long shot from where I am now. Shit, I just watched Recrium for a Dream, HOLY SHIT! That movie was so fucked up. It's a must see for my list, only it's not for all audiences. So I went to school today, then went over to Massy, then got kicked out of Massy again. I went back to school, was a little late for art, I like the picture I'm makin', I'll be sure to post it up when I finish it. VP, well my class got to see me acting as a raging homosexual, "lets make love" being my breaking line, followed up by a hand in hand walk up a hill. It rained, so I started to walk home. It was super depressing listening to NIN - Help me I'm in hell, mixed with the gray sky and gentle down poor. But then I got a rid home. So I got out of that mood quick. It's fucked up, things seem to be zooming in and out right now, things are getting blurry then normal. I got home, talked on the phone for a little while, then went to work. I had to train some new guy. I was going to show him all the wrong ways to do things, and pass them off as the right way. But the guys in University so I don't want him getting screwed out of a job and not being able to pay tuition. Got out of work at about 1:30 after taking about a 1 1/2 hour break. I'm not to sleepy anymore... Wednesday, 25, 2002: {Day 6}- It's 3:03 a.m, I feel....different, my head is fine, my back is to. My gut hurts a little, just need to eat. Don't need sleep anymore, hit that point again. My memory is kinda gettin shot right now, I keep forgetting what I'm saying in the middle of a sentence. So I went to school today, I did my morning routine, bladed inside, changed to my boots, went into the cafeteria, put my blades on the main table people sit at then ran to the third floor. Once again, I was late for class. Fuck, I don't sleep but I still can't seem to make it to school on time. Sad, so very sad. Had my spare, went to the cafeteria again, continued my drawing. Then I went to Video Productions after taking 2 Dextrin during my lunch hour. Lunch ended so I went off to art class, continued my drawing. Then at about 2 I noticed that I didn't have my Rollerblades. I went to the cafeteria to fetch them. Gone, they were gone. Fuckin' stolen. I've been doin this since the start of the year fuck, what has it come to when you can't leave things alone in you school. FUCK! Same thing happened last year to a friend of mind and his diskman. So, then I go to Video Productions, today we got to do our presentations. I was shaking so much, I was so very hyper. Yesterday they showed the movie where I played a raging homosexual, in front of the class so I'm havin trouble living it down. So, I'm standing around taping stuff up when this mouthy little Gr.10 cock sucker, sittin' down with his back to me, started makin' wise cracks about my characters sexual preference. Then he said my main line of the movie, "Dude, lets make love, not war". He seems to find this so very funny, he started to laugh quite hard. I decide that, I really don't need to take such insubordination from a fuck S2 student. So I placed my hand on his shoulder and squeezed. He just stopped everything, "That's him, isn't it?", he said moving only his eyes to see me. His eyes then went wide, his friends just shut-up and watched. I lowed my head close to him, just above the shoulder I'm holding and said "So you think that's funny hu?". "No, no I didn't". "No I think you do, you were laughing, you must have found it funny". "No, it wasn't funny". "What about you guys? You think it was funny?", I asked his friends, "No", they respond. "No? Oh, well I did thought it was hilarious. It was a comedy, it was supposed to be funny. Yeah I think it was funny". Patted his back, and walked away. I started jumping really high hitting my knees to my chest, to much energy. Then presented the project to the class. I then went and met up with my female counterpart, and watched Gia and Romeo and Juliet (again). It was fun. Thursday, 26, 2002: {Day 7}- It's 4:35 p.m, Sleepy, so sleepy. I was talking to my brother before he left to school, just babbling. Then I called my friend who told me he could give me a ride to school today because of my absence of money and rollerblades. I then went to the shower, my brother started yelling to me, "Hey, get out of the shower", and "Hey, come here" this went on for maybe a minute I'm not sure, then I turned around in the shower and saw a shadowy figure walk by the curtains, it was maybe 2 Ft. tall. Then I stopped and thought about it, my brother left for school, he couldn't be yelling. So I was freaked out, but to tired to care, my sleepiness caught up to me. I went to school, did the usual, nothing. I went home, had me feminine counterpart over once more. Then I received a lecture about why I shouldn't stay up for two weeks from my parental units. So now at 1:12 a.m I say FUCK IT! I'm going to bed, see you tomorrow.
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losses, losers and more-gain of life's pleasures-cohorts
listen behind the doors-to a life meaningless-less than zero in me-all my
walls-falling down-pain's aloft misery-I'm sure that the lessons were
learned-I'm sure that the punishments went well deserved-like a pawn in the
plan- taste of shit, bitterness-right from me-everything systematically |