Now I Feel Bad

For the second time. Still my most favorite movie of all time.

I feel like punching things. And my face hurts from being so bored. And my jaw too. What the fuck I need to be productive or something. I might be getting cabin fever.

Some of the seniors were nice enough to give a screen printing demo before they left us. A little seed of their wisdom. I fucking loved it, I think it’s the damn most awesome thing I’ve ever learned and I can’t wait to start making my own prints and just mass printing t-shirts. I had brought a t-shirt with me today so I could get it printed on and it came out badass. I’ll upload a pic.

I just got tagged playing Humans vs. Zombies. It was really cheap too. We were escorting some scientist (it was one of the missions) and this mother fucker is hiding behind a damn bush, and fucking jumps out and tags me. And I was like “Bitch you aint not fucking jaguar, yous a zombie. Fuck you.” And I was furious. Until I realized how much fun its going to be chasing bitches down. I also tagged my best friend Charles, so I’m not alone.

Go up to the mountains, live in a cabin, live in silence, wake up every morning at dawn, go to sleep by dusk, and just sit there and listen to everything: thoughts, sounds, the wind, animals, and the quiet. Just to purge everything that’s happened and come back new.