Ramblings

I just felt like rambling.

3:26 AM.

Can’t sleep as usual, probably due to bad habbits of drinking coffee at 11 PM. I adore the flavor and my dad constantly buys me extremely strong coffee that has to be thinned out with water, otherwise it simply tastes like some concauction of expresso/condnensed milk. I really should stop drinking it, as its a bad habbit, but I find comfort in telling myself that I could be doing worse things.

I guess drugs would be the 1st thing to come into my mind, but people find pleasure from different things and I’m not one to judge. I simply know what I like and dislike and if someone likes something that I don’t like, than I suppose it shouldn’t make any difference what my opinion on the matter may be as many things in this life tend to be subjective. I guess this is how I’ve come to look at art.

At least I’ve drank two 16.9 FL oz bottles of water. Kroger brand of course, as when it comes to shopping for grocery or products of any kind I tend to be rather cheap. It all tastes the same to me unless I’m at a restraunt. Another simple indulgence in this life of mine. I read somewhere a long time ago or heard from someone (I honestly can’t remember which, I often mistake my own memories for things that may have never happened/existed) that it takes like 6x the amount of purified water to clean your system of one can of soda. I’m not sure how true this is considering I had to give a estimate of 6x. I really should eat more fish, also. But fish, like generic brand food, tends to all taste the same to me unless its sushi, which I adore (as long as its made fresh and proper.)

Mom gave me a bracelet yesterday. It’s suprisingly comfortable. I like it. Its made of mahjong pieces that she got from san fransisco in china town. Its the only other bracelet that goes on my right wrist. I have quite a few bracelets these days, as I’ve started collecting them from people I love. The other bracelet on my right wrist is a hospital ID tag my brother received when he was doing some kind of high school training program and a Kaiser Permanente hospital. He personally engraved it "Modest Mouse." I stole it from him about 2 1/2 years ago. I never gave it back and he knows I wear it. He has another one I want to steal thats made of cloth and has a little skull cut out from cloth sewn on to it. Its a bit wide, so I don’t know how it’d look though.

I still haven’t gotten the chance to play his new Wii system. He was considering selling it on ebay, because at the time he had purchased it, it was selling for like double its store price value on ebay. He didn’t sell it though. Me and Jessica agree that true gamers have strict policies in regards to camping out for a system, not as a means to make profit but as a means of enjoyment from the system itself. Were probably silly, but we agree none the less.

I’m almost out of medicine. Nobody really knows I take it, its pretty personal to be honest. So far, only my mom, sister, brother, and Heather know that I take meds. I’m not sure why I told Heather, as I tend to be extremely private about my life at times. I think it was because shes always been very open to me and the least I feel I can do, is be very open with her. Christmas is coming soon, so I might have to stop taking my meds for a little. Can’t afford to buy meds and christmas gifts at the same time. I’ll probably end up getting the meds, though. I really dislike how I feel when I don’t have them. Maybe I’m being dependant, I don’t know. I just hate how I feel when I don’t have them. I don’t feel like myself.

Thats all I feel like writing for now as I’ve become rather tired and its become rather late.

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