Bachelor of Justice

From the amount of work.

I should be doing a
"Bachelor of Art"

If you can't tell, theres 6 ninjas on my lecture notes.

I 'doodle' alot these days, and its winning me the respect of my peers.

But im not just a one sketch guy, i do superheros as well.

Side notes;
I can't lie anymore.Like physically my face gives out even the tiniest of 'fibs'.
I used to be so good at it, where for out thou facade.
I bet libbys like "Haha i remember when he pronounced it "fa-kade"
haha so do i little fat one.
I feel dead. The lecture i was like "........."

You can tell by the ninjas.
It has to be my best work to date.

I have an assignment due next week, have yet to start.

Why?
Another worksheet on monday..

I got the results back from my first worksheet.

13/20 not to happy.
Neither was dad, "at least you passed, now pick your act up"
Not the exact words, but the jist.'

I don't mean to demonize, but im pissed don't know why.
I think its the flu making me all moody.

I hate nagging and patronising.
"Your gonna be late"
"Have you got everything"
"FUCK OFF PLEASE"
I do it ever day when your not here, i can make my own breakfast.
I KNOW HOW TO READ THE CLOCK.
I've come to reason when no one nags, im early, i do things swifty.

But its like when someone nags, you slack off just to make a point.

Though your making their point.
Why am i so angry all of a sudden, i don't mean what i say.

I'm not in the best frame of mind, and haven't been in a while.

I should go see someone special tomorrow,

we got a few things to discuss, but i don't think i will.

I'm gonna tell dad i want mums side of the family at my birthday.

Wonder if he'll reefer to me as "her kid" or claim i'm turning against him.

I'm preparing for the worst.

Inviting people to my birthday as well, if i manage to call the hotel.

There are certain people i don't want there, but i can not reject someone.

Oh well, i should make an announcement.
That i don't want to be friends with anyone that doesn't put in the effort and waits for me to make the initial contact, i find i just don't care anymore.

So tired, waking up at 7, leaving leaving by 7.30

Hustle and Bustle of the early city life
I wish i could wear a suit like everyone else.

"And say it for me, say it to me
And I'll leave this life behind me
Say if it's worth saving me"

I have no idea why these lyrics are in my head.
I couldn't even remember the song.
Had to google, damn you unconscious riddle.
One day i'm gonna blog about all the weird dreams i'm having.
And the conspiracies i have behind them.