As i think back to the most stressful years of my life...and believe me i've had some strange ones in my short life span...i'm realizing i was more insane than i ever realized...and that insanity could probably get reached again whenever i start to feel pressured.

The funny thing is...that when i did the crazy shit i did i had no idea it was crazy. It's kinda like...when you're younger you don't understand why anyone would want to be with the opposite sex because they're "icky" but when you get older it just makes sense you're like "OH THATS WHY!!" that's what happend with me...i just realized i was and maybe still am a little insane...and i've just been supressing the insanity.

When i was thirteen this guy got in to an argument with me, i don't even remember what it was about, at one point i just screamed at him like a monkey just a loud "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" and everyone in the class was like "WHAT THE FUCK!" the teacher asked if i was ok and i didn't realize what i did was completely retarded...i thought it was funny as well as totally normal. Now 5 years later it's just occured to me why the hell everyone was looking at me like i was going to take off my clothes and scratch myself! but i'm an artist so it's probably a wise career move to be insane lol.