I realize it's a bit late to post an entry, but I can't fall asleep...I want to badly but my eyes are staying open. I just made it back from the hospital; my father just had his hernia fixed and he's not taking the post-op very well. He's feeling better now after three hours of sleeping with the aid of a really powerful pain reliever. Basically, he looked high.

I drove him back home and got him situated. I still couldn't sleep so I decided to do the dishes at 2:00am. I enjoyed it; it just relaxes me for some reason.

Now I am here typing. Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.

My painting is going along pretty well. I'm going to try and finish it tommorrow. No. Change that. Actually today I'll try and finish it, but I never really know for sure. I'm completely postive that I'm done with an art piece when I look at it and see that it flows. I love the movement of pencil or brush strokes. My art is built upon simple strokes that combine to encompass a bigger image.

When I'm done with my painting, I'll post it along with my others. 

I'm agitated; I'm irritated; I'm everything that I don't want to be right now. So many negative thoughts run through my mind because of the arrogant people that I have to work with. I hate it when these thoughts occupy my head, because I know something better can replace them. I don't like to be like this; nothing positive can be achieved. But enough for now. Lets try to think about something else...

I bought a new shirt. I listened to Godspeed You Black Emperor!'s Yanqui U.X.O.. I looked at the sky this evening; it looked peaceful up there. I watched the news. Everything in the world seems to be getting out of control. People die. Children die. All die for no reason at all. It saddens me. It dissapoints me that mankind willingly executes horrendous acts of violence when other solutions are possible. My sister and I watched Almost Famous. My painting still sits in the garage unfinished; I need some motivation. Fall semester starts August 21. That's very close. I'm excited. The summer seemed to never end. It's finally ending. I made a playlist of some of my favorite songs. I'll post it later if I ever think about it again. I get payed tommorrow. I need to get gas for my car. By the way, my car is a 2003 Chevrolet Cavalier. It's white. I still haven't given my car a name. It's very hot outside; there's nothing to do outside but get a sunburn. I'm pale. I stayed inside most of the time. My Ipod has 1669 songs on it. I'll put more songs on it later. I looked at the sky again. It still looks peaceful up there. I wish I could fly, but I have a fear of heights. It began when I was young; I went up the Eifell Tower and my father picked me up to see over the railing. It scared me. I will always have a fear of heights because of that damn tower. I've broken eight fingers in my lifetime. I dislocated my right elbow because I ran into a fat guy while I was playing basketball. I broke my right arm. I flew into a heater. It hurt. I busted my head open while I was wrestling with my imaginary wrestler. I was young. I busted my bottom lip on a rock while playing at school. I lived in Texas. I hated it. I lived in Louisiana. It was too wet. I lived in Kansas. It was too boring and flat. I lived in Germany. I loved. I need to go back again. I want to move to Europe. It's my destiny. I'm reading two books at the moment. I'll talk about them later. I love movies. My favorite is 12 Monkeys. My second is Fight Club. My third is Amelie. I have a top 20 list of my favorite movies. I'll post them again later. I looked at the sky one last time. It turned black. I'll wait for it tommorrow. I'm not sure I believe in fate or coincidences. I do believe in love. It's the only emotion that is pure. I see the things that surround me, and I know that none of it is real. It's real in the sense that it is in front of me, but it's purpose is not real anymore. It's been lost in everyone's minds. Reality becomes when humans don't exist. Nothing is real.