May 05, 2004 01:34
guess what.....im a piece of shit.....look in the mirror and tell yourself your a piece of shit...."your a piece of shit"....lol
woke up at 1, yeah cause im officially not going to school im gonnna get my GED instead cause im 10 credits away from a diploma...i heard the GED test is mad hard so ill have fun with that one...
SKated with alex and kyle for a while...we skated the ghettoest rail..skinny as fuck, and tippy...it sucked..but hell the kid had a sick box at his house when i say sick i mean fuckin perfection....foot and a half high, 6 feet long, perfect smooth coping...beautiful....i wowed them with my box skillZZZ....nosegrind, 5-0's both ways, manual 180, nosemanual, back tail to fakie, nollie 50-50...yeah tight ness occured...then i went and skated with Brent James and kyle at livermore, twas ok except the fact that brents one of the best skaters ive ever seen and he makes me look like fuckin cream corn mixed with mash potatoes..
i wish i had a girlfriend i feel like a piece of shit...shit i havent had a girlfriend since like i cant remember like freshmen year...fuck im a loser...oh well...ill live...maybe if i stop being a guff and start being emo or something girls will like me...but hey i dunno what to say....yeah im fuckin starved for girl attention....at this rate ill never get a girlfriend...
yeah so im bored as fuck its 1:44 AM and seriously i couldnt be more bored than i am now...but it doesnt matter it doesnt matter to anyone...why are you reading this....yeah so my dad choked me today...awesome huh, i was on the phone and he asked me to clean up the kitchen and i said wait a sec... so he said hes taking the TV out of my room and obviously my first instint was to say "the fuck dad stop being n' ass" which resulted in yelling and me freaking out and throwning a fork at the wall...and him getting in my face with his hand grasping my fuckin throat as hard as he could still yelling in my face...you know on those fleeting moments, shit goes through your braing like bing bing bing bing you know....i had a stack of bowls in my hand and i thought for a second break em the fuck over his head teach him not to ever touch you again....also i looked to my left and saw the knife container....thought about ripping a knife out and stabbing the fuck out of him....yeah awesome....there ensues the appologizing....and acting like it never happend....haha i swear on my life i will never say I love you to my father ever again....because honestly he says he on my side but hells if i know hes basically here to annoy me...he says that kids who hate there parents are the spoiled ones...and the ones who like there parents are responsible young adults...hahah what a crock...yeah so then my mom cuts in and starts reaming me about my hair...yeah apparently my hair portrays me as a dirty, piece of shit, who cant get a job...."it portrays his attitude"....right....so i had a wonderful night...ill be ok thought dont comment on this saying pity i dont wanna hear it....