horrors....
so well i have decided to inform u people cuz u are ever so deserving my like crowd of three... of the latest developments in my life starting with yesterday... all my troubles seemed so far away. not. okay well anyhow here it goes
so having nothing better to do than run across a phrase that sounds oddly suggestive. the other sam posed: blowing my budget in my pants... hahahaha i suppose i could add that to the "u wanan see my mission.. its in my garage.." thing. i suppose it depends on how much u.. tristan, nataly, brown like it. yes just u three.. cuz nobody else gives a crap. or rats.. hairy and somewhat thin tail. okay maybe not hairy but common wouldn't it be nice to think. and so well anywahs things only get better from here...
so my days go as such. come home do nothing.. maybe nap.. go online and bug ppl. so of course that means the other sam. and well when there is a lull in conversation i ask random questions. random question go: do u like to dance? this was followed by answer.. and then waht about u type thing.. followed by... PROM!! AHHHHH this of course ignited the sam fear of prom. and led me on a funny morbid rant about prom for some thirty minutes. so yes it was just all so much fun. and oh and this randomt thing thanks to brown
me: if i told u i'm a hermaphrodite what would u say?
other sam: oh whoa???!!?!?!?
other sam: when did u tell me that?
heh not a very good reaction.. i was hoping for explosion. okay w/e continueing w/prom. so my plans are such.. a) light the place on fire and watch as girls scream and try and run in heels.. providing much amusement..
b) have the other sam go dressed as me in a dress and heels.. hahahaha
c) tyr and make the other sam come wiht mecuz hell i kno wits going to be miserable.. why not take down a random person i dont' really know all that well down with me. and then light the place on fire... yes everythig has to end in fire. dont' ask. unless i'm not there like in plan b.. thus not leading to fire. unless the other sam decides on fire. yes but plan c and plan b are really unrealistic.. plan a on the ohter hand might work
this was soon led to me looking and seeing who else is online. and going hey coleman u wanna come with me to prom. followed by being rejected.. by a freshman.. or oging to be w/e same thing. of course there is still evan. jk
so all this happy thoughts just ruined my night. and left me doing the followed.. cowering in a corner going.. prom... prom... dead... dying... omgds... omgds... *hyperventilation* feel my soul strippign away from my body type thing.
i soon got over this when i realized its still like nine o'clock and haven't really studyed for math final. oh doams... and so yes i start to study. and i'm like damn i'm screwed. actually worse languague and some incomprehensible muttering and such things like i hate you.. i hate htis i hate life.. i hate etc... just fill in the blanks. sometime around midnight i deside i'm not really getting anywhere and i could use some sleep. so i crawl to the bed... not really.. and decide hell i'll pray the the gods. so i'm like "i know u love me deep down on the inside. and ur going to let me pass my math fianl with like an A+. *then some other random things*" this was followed by laughter echoing down from the heavens. and hell.. cuz u know one lives down there to. yeah great thought to go to sleep to.
well i fall asleep. and guess waht i start dreaming about prom! except for some reason its at my old gymnastics place. and some random ppl from the simpsons are there. flanders. and his kids. so things aren't going to well. and so i decide to walk ov er the the edge of the pit and i think hannah is there talking to me. and elaina is also there but scared out of her wits. and is like no don't touch me. to hannah. and i'm like whats wrong. she's like she's lesbian. and itswrong and evil and gross she can't touch me its unclean. and there is flanders in the background agreeing. so i'm likeokay... next
so i move on and there is alex dancing. so i turn around to look someplace else. and that lands me on the beam where zak my old coach is like sam u can't do anything on the beam because u havne't signed out ur form yet.. just sing here ont the line. so i do that. and then i'm on the beam again and tehre are all these mats around it. and my coach is yelling at me SAM just go for it. and i'm like huh? and refuse to move which doen'st ever end well.. and then i woke up to the calming sound of muse.
meh.. so yeah and now i have taken my final. .and i think i failed. oh well that is life. i suppose. no use worrying about it. whats done is done. the one thing i am worried about tho is i'm geting sick again. i can feel it. and i'm brusing everywhere. and when things get bad i get hives. i don't know why. and so i started to get like hives on my limbs.. gahhh... but i can't tell my parents. cuz that means back to the hospital. and then probably missing the beginning of the school year. cuz things take a long time for me to get better once the yare this bad. and so i mean really is it all so bad to just bleed internally? is it really worth going and geting yelled at by ur parents how ur a waste of person cuz ur sick and there is nothing u can do about it and nits not ur fault. but they are mad cuz i still cost money and whatnot. meh... i odn't think its worth being yelled at for osmething not my fault. so i don't think they deserve to know. simple as that. my choise. unless of coursei 'm imobilized or unconcious. in which case there isn't much i can do. but for right now.. heh like hell if i'm going back to the hospital.
i'm sure that will only make things worse in the long run. but w/e. thats life.
now back to emo and brooding like that pic. of matt.. u know which one i'm talking about. or at least nataly does.. if u really want it i can show it to you.. its kind of nice.. i think u'll like it.
oh and ara confessed to wanting to marry matt bellamy
hahah it was so funny. this was a while ago tho. but i'm sure you still appreciate knowing that. i sure do. its so funny... hehehe...
last night iw as hyper also for a short while...
so having nothing better to do than run across a phrase that sounds oddly suggestive. the other sam posed: blowing my budget in my pants... hahahaha i suppose i could add that to the "u wanan see my mission.. its in my garage.." thing. i suppose it depends on how much u.. tristan, nataly, brown like it. yes just u three.. cuz nobody else gives a crap. or rats.. hairy and somewhat thin tail. okay maybe not hairy but common wouldn't it be nice to think. and so well anywahs things only get better from here...
so my days go as such. come home do nothing.. maybe nap.. go online and bug ppl. so of course that means the other sam. and well when there is a lull in conversation i ask random questions. random question go: do u like to dance? this was followed by answer.. and then waht about u type thing.. followed by... PROM!! AHHHHH this of course ignited the sam fear of prom. and led me on a funny morbid rant about prom for some thirty minutes. so yes it was just all so much fun. and oh and this randomt thing thanks to brown
me: if i told u i'm a hermaphrodite what would u say?
other sam: oh whoa???!!?!?!?
other sam: when did u tell me that?
heh not a very good reaction.. i was hoping for explosion. okay w/e continueing w/prom. so my plans are such.. a) light the place on fire and watch as girls scream and try and run in heels.. providing much amusement..
b) have the other sam go dressed as me in a dress and heels.. hahahaha
c) tyr and make the other sam come wiht mecuz hell i kno wits going to be miserable.. why not take down a random person i dont' really know all that well down with me. and then light the place on fire... yes everythig has to end in fire. dont' ask. unless i'm not there like in plan b.. thus not leading to fire. unless the other sam decides on fire. yes but plan c and plan b are really unrealistic.. plan a on the ohter hand might work
this was soon led to me looking and seeing who else is online. and going hey coleman u wanna come with me to prom. followed by being rejected.. by a freshman.. or oging to be w/e same thing. of course there is still evan. jk
so all this happy thoughts just ruined my night. and left me doing the followed.. cowering in a corner going.. prom... prom... dead... dying... omgds... omgds... *hyperventilation* feel my soul strippign away from my body type thing.
i soon got over this when i realized its still like nine o'clock and haven't really studyed for math final. oh doams... and so yes i start to study. and i'm like damn i'm screwed. actually worse languague and some incomprehensible muttering and such things like i hate you.. i hate htis i hate life.. i hate etc... just fill in the blanks. sometime around midnight i deside i'm not really getting anywhere and i could use some sleep. so i crawl to the bed... not really.. and decide hell i'll pray the the gods. so i'm like "i know u love me deep down on the inside. and ur going to let me pass my math fianl with like an A+. *then some other random things*" this was followed by laughter echoing down from the heavens. and hell.. cuz u know one lives down there to. yeah great thought to go to sleep to.
well i fall asleep. and guess waht i start dreaming about prom! except for some reason its at my old gymnastics place. and some random ppl from the simpsons are there. flanders. and his kids. so things aren't going to well. and so i decide to walk ov er the the edge of the pit and i think hannah is there talking to me. and elaina is also there but scared out of her wits. and is like no don't touch me. to hannah. and i'm like whats wrong. she's like she's lesbian. and itswrong and evil and gross she can't touch me its unclean. and there is flanders in the background agreeing. so i'm likeokay... next
so i move on and there is alex dancing. so i turn around to look someplace else. and that lands me on the beam where zak my old coach is like sam u can't do anything on the beam because u havne't signed out ur form yet.. just sing here ont the line. so i do that. and then i'm on the beam again and tehre are all these mats around it. and my coach is yelling at me SAM just go for it. and i'm like huh? and refuse to move which doen'st ever end well.. and then i woke up to the calming sound of muse.
meh.. so yeah and now i have taken my final. .and i think i failed. oh well that is life. i suppose. no use worrying about it. whats done is done. the one thing i am worried about tho is i'm geting sick again. i can feel it. and i'm brusing everywhere. and when things get bad i get hives. i don't know why. and so i started to get like hives on my limbs.. gahhh... but i can't tell my parents. cuz that means back to the hospital. and then probably missing the beginning of the school year. cuz things take a long time for me to get better once the yare this bad. and so i mean really is it all so bad to just bleed internally? is it really worth going and geting yelled at by ur parents how ur a waste of person cuz ur sick and there is nothing u can do about it and nits not ur fault. but they are mad cuz i still cost money and whatnot. meh... i odn't think its worth being yelled at for osmething not my fault. so i don't think they deserve to know. simple as that. my choise. unless of coursei 'm imobilized or unconcious. in which case there isn't much i can do. but for right now.. heh like hell if i'm going back to the hospital.
i'm sure that will only make things worse in the long run. but w/e. thats life.
now back to emo and brooding like that pic. of matt.. u know which one i'm talking about. or at least nataly does.. if u really want it i can show it to you.. its kind of nice.. i think u'll like it.
oh and ara confessed to wanting to marry matt bellamy
hahah it was so funny. this was a while ago tho. but i'm sure you still appreciate knowing that. i sure do. its so funny... hehehe...
last night iw as hyper also for a short while...