No, this is not going to be a whiny emo kid blog.
Nobody in my household understands my humor. A quote to illustrate my point:
-Graham drops his rubix cube-
Me: “Good one! GOD!”
Graham: “What?”
My mom: “Is everything okay?!”
-Clinton feels discouraged and unappreciated-
Thus ends my feelings of resent.
Tomorrow. To-Effing-Morrow. That’s when Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows has its midnight premiere, which I am attending. I have been listening to the soundtrack for it all day today and yesterday, and my excitement has been growing larger and larger, and becoming more and more fiery. It will so be worth getting < 3 hours of sleep for school on Friday. I can only imagine how crazy I’ll be, let alone how exhausted for work I will be. I’m going with Jimmy, Brynn, and Tonya.
Brynn and I are going to the theatre at around 8:30 to get good spots in line, and we’re dressing up. Tonya and Jimmy have a performance and work respectively, so they shall not be meeting up with us until around 10:00. That’s two whole hours of waiting in line! WOO! Maybe if it’s not packed and we don’t actually have to be there until later we’ll go to Chapters? I don’t even know if that’s where the theater is, I just know that’s where ONE theater is. Eff, I don’t even know if that’s Kitchener. I don’t know Kitchener except for where I used to live as a small child. 
Yet again I am supposed to be writing an essay right now. I’m beginning to use blogging as an excellent way to get my brain into the writing mode, and therefore become more productive. SO, expect more blogging. Not only from me, but also from Jess. Jess, I lost that piece of paper with the things you wanted your blog to be. Sorry! Speaking of writing, I have changed my life ambitions, and have decided I want to be a writer and go to school to become a writer. Whether that be an author, an editor, a journalist, or a “professional blogger” is yet to be determined. BUT I want to go to school to be a writer. Or a sociologist. Or a photographer. Fuuuu life decisions.
Now I feel as if I have pumped out enough worddage to effectively write an essay.
