random ass thoughts.
so does any one else feel like doing the cha cha?
gotta roll with the punches.
today i find out wether i have strep throat.
tomarrow i find out if i have to have surgury.
4 more days till i go back to g.r. (possibly, if i can convince my mom that i can take care of myself and what ever illness i may have.)
4 more days until my dad comes back with my to fix my broken window and find my hookah thats just chilling in the middle of my locked bed room floor and who knows what other parafanelia thats laying about the house.
perhaps i can convince him to instruct me on how to fix the window. yea, im sure i could do that.
topher grace is one ugly mother fucker.
wedny's would be great right about now with a large frosty.
so would a memory card for a ps2.
im curious to know how trashed our house is. every time i leave something gets really messed up. i hear bo built a bar in the house, i garuntee that it's a pile of wood that resmebles a table and for some odd reason it's fastened to the wall leaving huge ass holes in it.
i can't wait to get passed these next two weeks and get back to regular life.
this has been quite a trial.
im growing a beard. it's kind of scaggly right now but it has potential once it fills in.
poo doo poo doo.
i feel my spleen trying to pop out through my rib cage.
this is day 6 that i've been in the house.
bump bump bump.
man i should get off the damn computer and paint... inspiration is out side and i could get pnemonia(sp?).
girls are beautiful creatures.
time to watch viva la bam i guess since it's on.
o on the plus side, i think i might quit the squares. it's been 6 days and i dont really miss em too much. lungs feel good.
peece
gotta roll with the punches.
today i find out wether i have strep throat.
tomarrow i find out if i have to have surgury.
4 more days till i go back to g.r. (possibly, if i can convince my mom that i can take care of myself and what ever illness i may have.)
4 more days until my dad comes back with my to fix my broken window and find my hookah thats just chilling in the middle of my locked bed room floor and who knows what other parafanelia thats laying about the house.
perhaps i can convince him to instruct me on how to fix the window. yea, im sure i could do that.
topher grace is one ugly mother fucker.
wedny's would be great right about now with a large frosty.
so would a memory card for a ps2.
im curious to know how trashed our house is. every time i leave something gets really messed up. i hear bo built a bar in the house, i garuntee that it's a pile of wood that resmebles a table and for some odd reason it's fastened to the wall leaving huge ass holes in it.
i can't wait to get passed these next two weeks and get back to regular life.
this has been quite a trial.
im growing a beard. it's kind of scaggly right now but it has potential once it fills in.
poo doo poo doo.
i feel my spleen trying to pop out through my rib cage.
this is day 6 that i've been in the house.
bump bump bump.
man i should get off the damn computer and paint... inspiration is out side and i could get pnemonia(sp?).
girls are beautiful creatures.
time to watch viva la bam i guess since it's on.
o on the plus side, i think i might quit the squares. it's been 6 days and i dont really miss em too much. lungs feel good.
peece