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This has been my current desktop bg for a while and since I'm in a walling block I thought I'd try and be kinda/sorta/active and just upload this [for the reason why I've been so inactive, click the spoiler].

Title from "The Dragster Wave" by Ghinzu. Other wall text [c] me.

SPOILER (click to view)

OH KAY so when my marking period 2 grades and my midterm grades came back my parents basically sat me down and said "Say goodbye to your media trinkets and your social life and say hello to your AP chem textbook and your preCalc textbook." I guess my little exclusion from the Internetz did do me some good [right now all my marking period grades are 90+, which is a big deal since I'm taking a shitload of hard classes] but STILL. The fact that their intervention/my failure coincided with some relationship issues I've been having just has not been... pleasant. Yes, pleasant is the exact opposite of my inner mind theater's emotion-of-choice.

On an entirely different note, I would love to sing in my school's musical next year. I find that whim hilarious. It'll probably go away in a day or two.

Edit: LOL I wasn't trippin' on any illicit substances when I made this. I guess this is how my mind naturally works.

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