Pissy.
That's what I've been lately.

Maybe it's the lack of sleep.
Maybe it's the stress of assignments (yeah right).
Maybe it's that time of the month.
Maybe it's because I'm going to start fasting soon (this I really doubt)
Maybe I've been looking at things a little differently lately.

Maybe it's the fact that the blue rhinoceros was spotted in India, and I was no where near enough to at least get a decent look at it's fabled horn that could supposedly skewer a man and roast him in an instant, all while said rhino is doing a handstand, walking backwards while juggling three watermelons.

Whatever it is, I've really noticed this.
I get pissy so easy nowdays.
I don't think I'm dissatisfied with life.
Hell, far from it.

I've got the best damn family I could ask for.
I've got great friends.
I go to a pretty good college.
I've got pretty good stuff to play with, eg: Cameras.
I don't get grounded.
I rarely get punished, if at all.
I've got a bumpy coke bottle who, I sincerely hope, is there for me, even if the books and medicine are the main priority now.

So why? Why, damnit!

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Pictures

Well here is a picture that I feel is pretty good to grace this blog.
To really officially launch this thing.
No more Xanga after this, I guess.

So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen.



My little Sammy.

For all the hell you've put us through when you disappeared, we still loves yah!

Labels: people, Pissy, self