I did a fable for a school project. Everybody was complaining that it was ridiculously dark. See for yourself:
Everything was dark. It was all the rabbit new, so he had no complaints. He walked in the night and saw nothing else. He lived his life regularly, and did not care about anything. Everything was perfect to him. He had everything he needed.
He was beautiful as always today. The reason I'm mentioning him is because this happened again. I saw him in the hall right outside the lunch room as I was leaving it, and I was in front of him. He sped up a lot and seemed determined to get ahead of me. As soon as he was, he slowed down. Weird.
Also, was woken up like three or four times last night because of this incredibly loud thunder. It was annoyingly loud; loudest thunder I've heard in my life. I'm surprised school wasn't cancelled.
Short entry again, so I shall entertain you with more dubstep.
I've been listening to King Tubby again. And when that happens, I tend to get highs. And when that happens, awesome. I had one today that lasted an hour and a half, which is weird because they're usually about a minute in duration. It feels cool, like somewhere in between being a happy, fluffy cloud on top of a really big, invisible mountain and being in a big, dark, rocky cavern inside of myself. And I can't focus my eyes while I'm high. I was really relaxed afterwards.
...it would definitely be Salvia divinorum, a psychedelic drug made from a psychoactive plant that grows in the rainforests near Oaxaca, Mexico. I've read about this drug and it sounds completely 100% awesome. Read this, from Wikipedia, on the stages of salvia use:
I'm getting a DJ set after school ends (in a month). I'm excited to a point you can't comprehend! I feel like I'm not a real producer until I make a live mix! I'm going to mix drum and bass and remix songs and make videos (that I will share with y'all) and I'm going to be this guy:
I'm disgustingly flat-chested. This guy at my lunch has great tits. Everybody's always admiring them and groping them.
Anyway, there are a bunch of holidays today. We have Earth Day, Day of Silence, Marijuana Day, and Holocaust Joke Day. I invented the last one because it's Adolf Hitler's birthday.
This was a short entry, so I will keep you entertained with dubstep:
I've been having conversations with Brad. He's cool. Nothing worth including.
I made another song, inspired by RMS's "Fear" (which I heard on my new album that I wrote about last entry):
Brad was wearing a sleeveless shirt today, so I got to see more of him than usual. That was fun.
In other news, I just got a new dubstep album. 50 songs for $8. It's the most chill music I've ever heard:
Once I'm behind, it's hard to catch up. I have no idea where to start.
I'm listening to Trance Around the World with Above and Beyond. I want to make love to this music. It almost turns me on because it feels so amazing listening to it. Maybe I'm a phonophile, even though that doesn't exist yet. Oh my god, it feels like an orgasm in my ears. All the heavy kicks!
Also, the new season of Marble Hornets started, if you're a fan of that show. Just letting y'all know. Entry #54 is much better than the last season.
Maybe I'll put it last, so people who aren't interested won't have to read it and people who are interested are motivated to read the entire thing. How clever; it isn't often that I please everybody.
First prostate orgasm.
Easily one of the best feelings I've ever experienced.
We only learn the boring parts of it in school.
First neurology, now this.
I'm really interested right now in the male reproductive system. Anatomy is just a really fascinating subject.
I have the basic idea: the testicles produce spermatozoa, which mix with seminal vesicle fluid and an alkaline substance produced by the prostate. This process causes ejaculation. The prostate swells and produces the alkaline fluid, creating semen, which is released into the urethra, travelling through the penis, and being secreted. This can be stimulated through prostate massage.
I just watched War Horse. It was surprisingly good. Some very emotional parts.
Thinking about Brad feels so good. Complete ecstasy throughout my entire body. This morning I was thinking and it seemed like what I really want is just for him to be happy.
Well, not really a Brad journal, but he will be the first topic I'll discuss here.