... Without ME it would just be AWESO
K, so why isn't Birdbrain popular? Please tell me? I mean yes, there only single was 'Youth of America' , and only because of Summers hit horror movie SCREAM. Yeah, yeah, yeah, That was in 1996, but who really gives a shit? There music is good. Period. So fuck you guys I'm going home.
Yeah but anyway... Life? Hmmm, going good. Actually that was meant to be a question. Is life going good? I'de tell you if I knew. Lately I don't know what to think. I have friends that aren't really friends, they are also known as backstabbers. Yeah them, well I've learned that I don't need those people. So fuck you. Damn my days going good, well as of 6pm it is. Earlier, and by earlier I mean... ehh. 11am? Did you ever wake up, and just feel the need to stab someone, but you just woke up so you can't really move and you techincally don't know what you're thinking, Hence the fact you just woke up? Yeah well thats what I felt like this morning. But I did have a good reason, well actually thats a lie it was a kinda pussy reason. My alarm didn't wake me up, okay I lied again. It did because I had it set for 9:30am. And you know it went off, BUT I was still tired soooo, I set it for 10am, and went back to sleep. And yeah, I woke up to... Well not my alarm thats for damn sure, but something more annoying. Go ahead take a guess!.... I woke up to my mom asking me if I wanted my door shut or not. First off all, couldn't she see I was sleeping. I mean yeah my TV was on and I have a video game on pause, but I'm pretty sure my fucking eyes were closed and my face was in the pillow. Oh hell yeah I do that all the time when I'm awake. Note the fucking sarcasim. So I wake up to the bitch, and I IMMEADATLY ask what time it is, after taking 5 mins. to talk some common sense into her. So yeah its 10:45am. You're probably asking why it was so important that I was awake right? Well earlier, earlier being uhh... 8am? I called Jason, it was more like a forceful wake up call not a normal "how ya doing" phone call. I demanded he get up and be ready to pick me up at 11am, because we were going to go to the mall. Yes bitch, I said the mall. No worry's, Not Century 3. What do you think I'm some kind of a faggot? Don't answer that. Shutup.
So, its 10:45am. I can't even keep my eyes open. I'm running around the house, while my mother is tryin to put all the cats in one room so her and her caveman boyfriend and his neiphfe and his neiphfes' friend could bring in furniture from John's (Caveman's) house, It was J.T's (Johns son) stupid bedroom furniture, so they were moving that into the spare room. I'm running around trying to find clothes. All my jeans we're in the washer so jeans were out of the question. I had no clean shirts. It was horrible. So I ended up wearing pajama bottoms, and a hoodie. It wasn't to bad, It was a 'look lazy' day. Yes I did just make that up. It was about 1:30pm, when Jason finally realized I was wearing his hoodie, and his pajama pants. His clothes are comfy, so I tend to just... uh... Borrow them? Yeah that's it, I borrow them.
I got home around 4pm. Watched some of the game. I hate the Steelers.
... My boyfriend has the cutest southern accent, sorry random thought.
Haha, This is the most I've written in awhile. I have Birdbrain on repeat. Hell yeah biatch.
I'm going now. I think you've heard enough.