mash go on that blender
I'm home all sickly and as such, really really bored. And I will be 'really really bored' until Friday afternoon. Somehow I think this bloggy-type-creature I've created as a reflection of my glory is neither glorious nor useful for relinquishing my boredom. Big words aside, having a cold sucks, because its like a party in my upper respiratory tract and it's courtesy of jim jones. If there really was a koolaid induced mass murder/suicide in my nose, I'd probably have a lot of better things to write about (a koolaid induced mass murder/suicide in my nose) and I've have a lot more omg's and wtf's to put on the screen. The new red hot chili peppers song doesn't disappoint, criticize all you want, but hell they didn't pull a Saint Anger so dont worry about it. It's pretty sweet.
I been writing again. word(s). School is boring as everyone's livejournal drama. Everyone I know agrees with me on that one, because its what i like to call 'second semester syndrome' where you expect things to be less grade 11 and more "I'm a person who can pee by myself" level, which is apparently head and shoulders above grade 11.