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i still haven't taken my meds cause i'm CUHRAZY and i'm hyper.
hahahahah
i have a picture of a guy in a red speedo lying next to a pool, and he's tan, and pretty hairy, and he has a MULLET and it's like, he's trying to be a model, but he has a motherfuckin MULLET. if you wanna see it come over and check out my desktop picture. it's fuckin hilarious. every time i see it i crack up. my mom's convinced i'm on drugs. which i'm not. but, whatever.
i'm seriously gonna go to bed.
i swear.
wtf mate? this week is kicking some major ass so far, and it can only go up from here, i mean, we had fuckin school today, and the promise of school tomorrow. however, after school is gonna be fun. i love work (strange, ain't it?) and then osaka's and then work aaaallllll day on wednesday, and we're going out to lunch for desmond's birthday, and then wednesday night i dunno, and then thursday is FOOOOOOOD out the ass and chopping firewood and then friiiiiday is meeting day and sleep-in day and perhaps michael's house and first experience with weed day, although i wouldn't count on it. still dunno if i really wanna do that. we'll see. and then this weekend...i don't even know. i think i have to write a goddamn paper this weekend. and i know i have to do an astronomy project. but get this, guys. we have to make a poster with a motherfuckin' constellation on it, and he said be creative, so i'mma get my totally bitchin' CHRISTMAS LIGHTS out and pimp that shit up. that's right. black posterboard, holes cut in it, and lights pokin through the holes. who's yo daddy?
THAS RIGHT, BITCH.
so anyways. i have like 2839675285928736598273182938 good ideas in my head right now and more on the way. so i'll continue being creative until i explode. or something. whatever. i have a good life. wOOtness.
i still haven't taken my meds cause i'm CUHRAZY and i'm hyper.
hahahahah
i have a picture of a guy in a red speedo lying next to a pool, and he's tan, and pretty hairy, and he has a MULLET and it's like, he's trying to be a model, but he has a motherfuckin MULLET. if you wanna see it come over and check out my desktop picture. it's fuckin hilarious. every time i see it i crack up. my mom's convinced i'm on drugs. which i'm not. but, whatever.
i'm seriously gonna go to bed.
i swear.
wtf mate? this week is kicking some major ass so far, and it can only go up from here, i mean, we had fuckin school today, and the promise of school tomorrow. however, after school is gonna be fun. i love work (strange, ain't it?) and then osaka's and then work aaaallllll day on wednesday, and we're going out to lunch for desmond's birthday, and then wednesday night i dunno, and then thursday is FOOOOOOOD out the ass and chopping firewood and then friiiiiday is meeting day and sleep-in day and perhaps michael's house and first experience with weed day, although i wouldn't count on it. still dunno if i really wanna do that. we'll see. and then this weekend...i don't even know. i think i have to write a goddamn paper this weekend. and i know i have to do an astronomy project. but get this, guys. we have to make a poster with a motherfuckin' constellation on it, and he said be creative, so i'mma get my totally bitchin' CHRISTMAS LIGHTS out and pimp that shit up. that's right. black posterboard, holes cut in it, and lights pokin through the holes. who's yo daddy?
THAS RIGHT, BITCH.
so anyways. i have like 2839675285928736598273182938 good ideas in my head right now and more on the way. so i'll continue being creative until i explode. or something. whatever. i have a good life. wOOtness.