The Day of Silence has come and gone, and I am disappointed in my self. I couldn't keep quiet for one day. WTF? *sigh* I don't know. Sometimes I can't do even these simple things. Not talking should be easy. I guess I've taken the ability of speech for granted. I guess we could all be mindless animals that can't form words and use grunts and shit for communication. That would suck. But hey! It's over, and for the most part, it went well.

In any case, the Day of Silence had some sentimental value to it. It doesn't matter who you are. If you're black, white, gay, straight, or green. Everyone should have a chance to live. Everyone should have a chance to succeed in life, and when someone's chance is cut short by intolerance...

It disgusts me.

Ah, whatevs. In the art realm, I haven't even started on my shroom drawing. *epic sigh*

Everything has been put on hold for a bit. Family issues and whatnot. But yeah, I'm done for now. I'll update you later.

Ah, ignore the emoticon at the top. It really is supposed to be shameful, but I like this one better. Stabby rip stab stab!