i'm so bored... kill me now, please.
i'm still at gilbert, second to last day of the schol year is usually a fun day to hang out, but i have a few years in on most of these people, non of them were here while i was, but there still cool, and what else would i be doing right now. i attacked the chalk board as i always do. one giant pirate snicker. i drew beaker too, the little devilbird is the pirate parrot. we fun. i really need a car, and a job, friends that live closer, and someone to occupy my time while i'm not busy with everything else. it's like when i think i have everything down to an artform, the artform looks at me, spits in my face and tells me i'm going strait to hell, not the fun part, the part with hitler... and then i have to start all over again. screw that. the more i think i couldn't miss them more, i prove myself wronge. one thing reminds mje of this person, and that thing reminds me of that one, and i know what the conclusion to both of them will be, and neither are good. i really hate this whole having emotions thing, it sucks, they seem to hate me alot right now, and i'm stuck here to do absolutly nothing, at least in the boondocks of nowhere i had my freinds to talk to. well, i think thats all the sappy shit i can write right now.