First 2 Finals are over!!
Hahaha... I found this in an entry dated 18 October 2003. How awesome is that? It sounds like I was fucking high or something. Enjoy the wierdness that used to be me, cuz it has become an entirely different kind of wierdness now.
From 18 October 2003.
mmm... ice cream.
you wish you had your name spraypainted on the back of a couch.
have you ever had one of those days where you can't focus on anything?
folks, we have a very special guest for you tonight... i would like to introduce... MR. HAAAANNNNN
my car sucks. it doesnt work.
peanut butter spoons.
bicycle shoe strings.
pizza on a stick.
pet rocks.
smiley faces.
granola bars.
giant chocolate chip cookies.
ice cream.
with chocolate syrup.
what's with people these days?
nobody knows what's going on.
did they ever?
i know i don't.
feet.
beans.
apple cider ham sandwiches.
orange juice rum-cakes.
WHAT is going on?
WHAT is your name?
WHat is your intoxicant?
mine is jello.
and ice cream. peanut butter. cheesy potatoes.
can't be held responsible.
jesus never had a son.
i wish i could take a vacation with only the people i want to spend time with.
school's gay.
essays suck.
piano fingers.
butterfingers.
it's all over now.
sell your heart out for a buck.
i could really use a dollar. or a heart.
WTF, mate? What was I thinking about?
From 18 October 2003.
mmm... ice cream.
you wish you had your name spraypainted on the back of a couch.
have you ever had one of those days where you can't focus on anything?
folks, we have a very special guest for you tonight... i would like to introduce... MR. HAAAANNNNN
my car sucks. it doesnt work.
peanut butter spoons.
bicycle shoe strings.
pizza on a stick.
pet rocks.
smiley faces.
granola bars.
giant chocolate chip cookies.
ice cream.
with chocolate syrup.
what's with people these days?
nobody knows what's going on.
did they ever?
i know i don't.
feet.
beans.
apple cider ham sandwiches.
orange juice rum-cakes.
WHAT is going on?
WHAT is your name?
WHat is your intoxicant?
mine is jello.
and ice cream. peanut butter. cheesy potatoes.
can't be held responsible.
jesus never had a son.
i wish i could take a vacation with only the people i want to spend time with.
school's gay.
essays suck.
piano fingers.
butterfingers.
it's all over now.
sell your heart out for a buck.
i could really use a dollar. or a heart.
WTF, mate? What was I thinking about?