smells a fake in the air

actually its more like a change....i can feel a change in myself coming. It may be a long time or a short time, but i can feel something different. Something with a new perogative and initiative. I feel ive earned and learned the basics and now its time to use both sides of the brain. Its time to develop the skills for my chosen trade....
my mind is here...my mood is errupting.....the plot will fashion itself in a way similar to scrapers in the sky....archetecture will no longer be a correct metaphor for this shit.....its going to require technical terms for blackholes and supernovas...
ive purchased a notebook....ive purchased a brain.
its time to bathe in pages and colour them dark black humor and spice them with deep red emotion....

enough of my not so prolific imagery.

but anyways....
my parents came this weekend and displayed to them my horrible weekend drinking habits
and now im frantically studying for a large advertising test, which i will not do good on for lack of preperation which is all my fault. Im finding that the material has actually been interesting and i have been missing out on all sorts of tidbits that pertain to me, myself, and others

why am i listening to so much hiphop.....and becoming some sort of failing-advocate to my white-white-brown austin friends?

get this.......i want a macintosh for christmas....