somebody give me a gun, or a sharp knife
so well anywyas due to my last bad encounter w/humans. aka jonathon and telling william about it. he said i needed to live life more. and i suppose i do. so in this attempt to live life more. i decdiedto do the increadblly stupid. i asked the other sam out. and well anwyas so i had to devise something.. snakes on a plane. and i had to come up w/a way to say it. and thats what i did durning math class today. ploted. good way to spend time huh? and well anywas i made a bet w/myself thati would ask sam but that he would prolly say no. and so that was my bet.. unfortunatly i lost my bet damn it. oh gods so awkward.. so embarrased.. and yet i am living to tell about it.
so here it goes:
me: have i asked u, have u seen snakes on a plane?
sam: um
sam:: no
sam: go ahead for the third time
me: o i seeeee
me: sorry
me: sort memory
sam: lololol
me: and in an attempt to live more of life.. u wanna go see snakes on a plane con me?
sam: mm
sam: no
me: YEAH!!!!!!!!
that was a moment of wishful thinking
sam: hahahahahaha
sam: wen?
me: i donno. friday, saturday, sunday
me: gawsh i can't think that far into the future
sam: mmm neither can i
sam: i dont even know what i doing tomorrow
me: see i know what i am doing tomorrow
sam: wat the hell sure
me: WOOHOO
sam: boooot
me: i think i am going to go shoot myself in the foot
if i had a gun i would have. i was turning as red as a tomato quite a feat for me. i'm still read if u want to know. some like two hours later
so anywyas to make a long story short.. sunday.. dum dum dum. oh god oh god. i still need tranqs. i'm going to die DIE I TELL YOU. SOMEBODY SAVE ME HELP ME. what do i do? what do i do? why do i do this to myself.
wtf this isn't living? this is dying a slow painful death. DAMN YOU WILLIAM!! damn myself. i can't blieve i acutally had courage enough to do something this freaking stupid. my misery won't be over for a while. and tomorrow w/nats and will over yeah i'll never be able to live this down. i think i am going to throw up. i feel sick. oh gods. either that or havea heart attack. SHITS. thats all i can say over and over again.
so *bangs head on table*
oh gods what am i going to wear? that is the next question. dare i get the courage to wear something nice? no... no... someting to hide in. oh godsi am going to puke. i feel so sick. going to die... I NEED SOMEOBHE HERE NOW!!! somebody save me.. help me what do i do? oh gods oh gods oh gods oh gods...
sorry this is so repetative. really
call me!!! anybody call me! my cell that is. oh jeezus
so here it goes:
me: have i asked u, have u seen snakes on a plane?
sam: um
sam:: no
sam: go ahead for the third time
me: o i seeeee
me: sorry
me: sort memory
sam: lololol
me: and in an attempt to live more of life.. u wanna go see snakes on a plane con me?
sam: mm
sam: no
me: YEAH!!!!!!!!
that was a moment of wishful thinking
sam: hahahahahaha
sam: wen?
me: i donno. friday, saturday, sunday
me: gawsh i can't think that far into the future
sam: mmm neither can i
sam: i dont even know what i doing tomorrow
me: see i know what i am doing tomorrow
sam: wat the hell sure
me: WOOHOO
sam: boooot
me: i think i am going to go shoot myself in the foot
if i had a gun i would have. i was turning as red as a tomato quite a feat for me. i'm still read if u want to know. some like two hours later
so anywyas to make a long story short.. sunday.. dum dum dum. oh god oh god. i still need tranqs. i'm going to die DIE I TELL YOU. SOMEBODY SAVE ME HELP ME. what do i do? what do i do? why do i do this to myself.
wtf this isn't living? this is dying a slow painful death. DAMN YOU WILLIAM!! damn myself. i can't blieve i acutally had courage enough to do something this freaking stupid. my misery won't be over for a while. and tomorrow w/nats and will over yeah i'll never be able to live this down. i think i am going to throw up. i feel sick. oh gods. either that or havea heart attack. SHITS. thats all i can say over and over again.
so *bangs head on table*
oh gods what am i going to wear? that is the next question. dare i get the courage to wear something nice? no... no... someting to hide in. oh godsi am going to puke. i feel so sick. going to die... I NEED SOMEOBHE HERE NOW!!! somebody save me.. help me what do i do? oh gods oh gods oh gods oh gods...
sorry this is so repetative. really
call me!!! anybody call me! my cell that is. oh jeezus