When you can't say it, show it.
So Friday, I started work at Sam Ash, which is a store that sells musical instruments for all you tards, or people who don't live around here. Work is totally awesome, I sit and listen to music all day and can go on cigarette breaks as I please.
Saturday we went and hung out with Dino 'cause the Street Brats show was outside and it was cold out. Dino broke the dome light in my car 'cause he's a fag.
Sunday I worked again which was wonderfully wonderful.
Annnnnd, I have to take my effing ACTs yet again because my school is crazy homo gay. I also have orientation in like June for Northeastern. I may be taking a college course over summer as well, I'm not sure, I'll probably go crazy from an overload if I do, though.
And I will get those damned pictures up from Boston, eventually.
Saturday we went and hung out with Dino 'cause the Street Brats show was outside and it was cold out. Dino broke the dome light in my car 'cause he's a fag.
Sunday I worked again which was wonderfully wonderful.
Annnnnd, I have to take my effing ACTs yet again because my school is crazy homo gay. I also have orientation in like June for Northeastern. I may be taking a college course over summer as well, I'm not sure, I'll probably go crazy from an overload if I do, though.
And I will get those damned pictures up from Boston, eventually.