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I think my wisdom teeth are growing in. ....The left side. The right side didn't hurt, it kinda itched and felt strangely pleasant. Blah. I feel so fucking stupid. My GPA is below a 3.00. Only 0.3 away, but I still feel like a retard.
AND NOW...WATCH THIS
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5YPVz0ys4bo
AND THIS
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yn71hIsm0U8&mode=related&search=
ONE MORE
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CzTYVtDdMZc
FF is awesome. When I get the money together, I will buy the soundtracks! But until then, I will simply have to search the web.
I had this dream last night, could have been multiple dreams, but EVERYONE was in it. In one dream, Mike and I where going to go to a show and for some reason Chaz tagged along. I think Mike had invited him, so I was trying to figure out how to get rid of him. I had to pretend to tolerate him, although I just wanted to bitch him out and have him leave. Then I got this phone call from this guy who's been trying to talk to me, telling me he needs me to piss clean for him. Told him it wasn't happening, he gets mad at me. I hang up. Realize that I wasn't even suppose to go to the show with Mike. It's strange when, during a dream, a little bit of reality creeps in. My other dream was about the Smith/Rais wedding. It was a rainy gloomy day, and all I remember is running around. I can't recall it all, but it was all gray.
So, that was my dream life. I think for real life, I'm going to shower, go to office depot to get that notebook for chem, and go study. Because I am stupid.
AND NOW...WATCH THIS
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5YPVz0ys4bo
AND THIS
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yn71hIsm0U8&mode=related&search=
ONE MORE
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CzTYVtDdMZc
FF is awesome. When I get the money together, I will buy the soundtracks! But until then, I will simply have to search the web.
I had this dream last night, could have been multiple dreams, but EVERYONE was in it. In one dream, Mike and I where going to go to a show and for some reason Chaz tagged along. I think Mike had invited him, so I was trying to figure out how to get rid of him. I had to pretend to tolerate him, although I just wanted to bitch him out and have him leave. Then I got this phone call from this guy who's been trying to talk to me, telling me he needs me to piss clean for him. Told him it wasn't happening, he gets mad at me. I hang up. Realize that I wasn't even suppose to go to the show with Mike. It's strange when, during a dream, a little bit of reality creeps in. My other dream was about the Smith/Rais wedding. It was a rainy gloomy day, and all I remember is running around. I can't recall it all, but it was all gray.
So, that was my dream life. I think for real life, I'm going to shower, go to office depot to get that notebook for chem, and go study. Because I am stupid.