infinity clarity.

So, I don’t mind cutting myself when I shave, it’s just using the alcohol-based aftershave after my shave.

Like, no, I just won’t. No.

So, fuck me, I’m finally up to date with Homestuck. It only took me freaking ages to finish, partly because it’s a 4816 page mammoth of a webcomic, and partly because I just lack the determination to finish anything ever.

Regardless, I feel like I had accomplished something without really accomplishing anything, and as a result, I’m riding a kind of ‘accomplishment high’ which doesn’t exactly have me accomplish anything more, but it makes me want to accomplish more, and I guess that’s good enough for now.

I read somewhere that making lists is a good way to be productive, so I’ve created one that lists the things that I want to accomplish ‘post-Homestuck’, which is a list I’ve probably made a dozen times, but this ‘accomplishment high’ that I’m feeling has gotten me to write more on the list then normal, which is a good thing, I guess.

Surely writing something for this blog counts as an accomplishment, so hopefully I’ll be doing that more often, but hopefully they won’t be as long as this. Hopefully.

So, reading VICE articles counts as study for my Methods assessment tomorrow, right?

So, there’s a lot happening, or has been happening I guess,

Like, I had my formal last night, and that was totally swell. One of the biggest nights of my schooling life, I guess, and I was only excited for it the moment that my friends knocked on the door and they were dressed all fancy,

Don’t get me wrong, it was a great night, but I only really felt all the excitement for it on the night of,

But fuck, what a neat night with neat people.

So, I just made a huge mistake.

I met this girl a few weeks back that went to the same kingergarten as I did, and it occurred to me that I should look up other kids from our class on Facebook. I mean, I’ve had our class photo out for a few week now, but that idea never occurred to me.

If you haven’t done it already, don’t. Just don’t. Like, ever.

By looking these people up, I’ve turned the small kids in my kindergarten class photo into actual teenagers with actual lives that they actually live.

I’ve suddenly created people that exist in the world. I’ve created two dozen individuals, and I’ve just let them lose in this universe, and they could be anywhere doing anything.

Like, I can’t even.

So, I thought it would be a good idea to Google the biggest bugs in the world so I, for some ungodly reason, started with cicada.

Safe to say that was the worst and scariest idea ever.

So, learning about memory in Psychology is so meta because I have to learn it and memorise it.

Oh, man, so meta I listen to ‘heavy meta rock’.

So, tidying up my wardrobe at two in the morning is not as fun as it looks,

And it doesn’t look very fun to begin with.

So, I never really saw the appeal of boxer shorts. Like, they’re really just shorts that support the idea of ‘going commando’.

Anyway, I just found my pair with the red love hearts all over it, and I thought I’d wear it, just because it’s hilarious.

So, then it gets to the part of the morning where you actually get hungry again, and you don’t know whether or not to eat something or just sleep the hunger away.

So, I’ve finished sorting my music folder and whatever,

Now arises the impossible task of locating the newly missing files of my iTunes library.

Kill me now. Like, actually.

So, I find suggesting music to be absolutely frightening. I feel like friendships are made or broken with every suggestion that I make. Honestly, I’ll listen to anything that people send me, so long as it strays from the obvious rubbish.

I think that playing music in the presence of people doesn’t matter so much. That’s probably because when I make a suggestion, I feel like I understand them as a person.

But it turns out I don’t, and I’m just shit at reading people’s taste in music.

So, sorting through my torrents folder is one of the most painful experiences ever. It’s, like, the worst admin work you could ever do anywhere, I swear.

So, it’s like Jesus died for our sins, and he introduced me to Bibio, so when you think about it, it’s kind of like a double Easter.