Aug 17, 2004 18:05
Dear *$#@,
Well, Chrissypoo is being retarded, as always.
I'm trying to get him over here, but he says, "I think my mom wanted me
to do something, tomorrow, and I'm not sure what it is... or what
time." I ought to kill him with a cinder block. Or a
crowbar.
If he doesn't show up, I might die of
boredom/insanity. I don't get to talk to Tanya much on school
nights, and other than that, all I have is work. I need to hang
out with him, again. He's a stupid-face, but he's the best
stupid-face, ever. That's why he's my stupid-friend.... I
mean... Best-friend.
Also, it's about time I break up the God damned
band, get their crap out of my room, and start something new! My
first single will be called, "Kill the Other Band Members of
ATM". It's a rap song. Here it is:
I'll bust a cap in their ass.
Yo.
They suck at life.
So do I,
But not as much.
Dawg.
Some guy called me a 'brother',
The other day.
Well, all but one of those is true. I don't have caps to bust.
Damnit, Chris just called and said he couldn't hang
out. He and I never get to hang out. His mom is being
bitchy or something....
Well, I guess it's back to T.O.S., for me.
BLARGH,
Evan