Just when you think you've deleted all your porn, Microsoft decides to scare the shit out of you.
Life is severely awesome and torturous at the exact same time (now). I spent Halloween doing my first hallucinogen, and the rest of the week trying to determine whether I was any stupider yet (no). I no longer care about getting a formal education, but stick to my current life plans out of a lack of any better ideas. Duncan Harvey, American History, informs me that I am going to be arrested at some point in the near future because of the kind of person I am. He does, however, think I am extremely cool. My old sneakers from the ninth grade don't keep the water out any more, but I'm still wearing them every day, because
1. I'm cheap. I love money.
2. I hate shopping.
I wore a Marine Dress Blues coat to school today. I want to shave my head very badly. There is little holding me back. I may begin with half (half).
(Dear Livejournal,
I cry every time I go to the bathroom.)
1. I'm cheap. I love money.
2. I hate shopping.
I wore a Marine Dress Blues coat to school today. I want to shave my head very badly. There is little holding me back. I may begin with half (half).
(Dear Livejournal,
I cry every time I go to the bathroom.)