All alone on the ferris wheel, looking down on the world I hate so much.

Hm, well, lets get to it.

Friday, get out of school, hang out with Jett and Jeremiah, go over to Jeremiahs play some xbox, crash.

Saturday, wake up, like 8:00 am, the fuck, play some Left 4 Dead with Jett. Home for a bit, Hang out with James, Gareth, Jeremiah, Lee, Ben Doane, Audrey, and Alsatia. People go home until just me Gareth and Jeremiah. Sleeeeep. Wake up at like 10:00, Left 4 Dead with Gareth. Home, go buy shirt and tie, home, burn time seething about Monday, sleep.

Now that the days have been recapped, lets get to the thoughts.

I told Ally that I'm done, hell, a friend told me that she had me in the palm of her hand, and she was right. So, I stabbed her in her metaphorical palm. She didn't even seem effected by it, just an, "ok" and that was it. I'm not beat up about it, honestly I dont think I feel anything either, if anything, just a little peeved I wasted my time.

I still feel quite devious, and a little romantic, then a bit carnal. This is going to prove to be an interesting day.

So climb the walls and trash the halls and let the final round begin! Another man another hand taking what he will at whim! So self deprive and realise that only very few survive, and open wide and smile bright before those fists start a fight. Hit em high, and hit em hard, with your words and sounds and lights. Stun em quick, make em sick, with the harshest winter whites! And take back what we lack from the hospital halls! And make good when there the ones that fall!

Thats it I guess, later!