. . . already?
Less than a week until Halloween. Then comes Thanksgiving. And Christmas. Ugh.
Time truly does fly when you get older.
I feel like people are passing me by, aging before my eyes.
Dying. And there's nothing I can do but say my goodbyes. Sigh.

Hm. Let's see. . .
My cat died on October seventh. I won't go into much detail,
and mentioning it now isn't my motive for gaining sympathy.
This is more of a way for me to document it.
His brain was infected by larvae. It was eventually too much to handle.
Though I didn't get to give a proper goodbye, I sang to him while he drifted
into the last somewhat peaceful sleep I was given the privilege to witness.
'Konstantine' by Something Corporate has found a special place within my heart,
residing beside the love and memories of my beloved baby boy.
He was gorgeous, evil, cuddly, and bipolar. Basically the best cat ever.
Not even six years on this earth, and taken too soon. He will be missed dearly.

Anyway. Enough with that depressing stuff.
Not much is new with me lately. I have an uneventful life, so. Go figure.
I'll address this before I forget: Some time ago, a couple of snazzy people 'tagged'
me in their 'eight things' lists. I am indeed breaking the so-called "rules;"
not tagging other friends [considering I don't have any more], not posting it as a
separate journal entry, etc. You catch my drift, verdad?
Instead, I'm adding it in here.
Uno: I /hate/ fish with a burning passion. I fear them. Their sliminess, unpleasantness,
scaliness, and ability to frighten me. Force me to encounter one of the critters, and I will never forgive you. Not kidding.
Dos: I might be part Mexican. I currently have a 101 in Honors Spanish II, and I am /loving/ it.
Tres: I have an odd semi-obsession for muscle cars.
Cuatro: I actually enjoy watching infomercials. Sometimes.
Cinco: Cynic of humanity. Enough said.
Seis: I once slept for sixteen hours straight. And it was lovely.
Siete: I still listen to my old Backstreet Boys CDs. <3
Ocho: I have pet cacti named Archibald, Chuck, and Rufus.

Concerning art, I haven't done anything to speak of.
Weekly sketchbook assignments for advanced art, but nothing more.
Probably won't be posting anything anytime soon.

November fourth will mark the beginning of the highlight of my junior year.
Aside from the transition into summer, of course.
To be specific; November fourth through the seventh.
Those radtastic advanced art kids know what I'm referring to.

And that's pretty much it.
Everything above is a result of my boredom.
Tomorrow is school. Blah. Back to reality.