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i dont understand why anyone would ever pay more than 99 cents for bread. bread is bread is bread. 3.79 for a big gay loaf of sara lee?? thats just absurd.
i thought i had cool, inventive friends...but i suppose not. i wanted 2 other people to wear white shirts with me that individually had, "charley", "francis", or "ivan" stenciled on them but no one will. you see its that low key type of wonderfullness that i love. but alas...i shall resort to my first choice, clementine. i already bought the blue hair spray paint and a sweater to make those arm warmer glove type things she wears anyhow. the blue had better come out by tomorrow morning though...thats fer darn tootin.
i wonder why im so absolutely unmotivated when it comes to school work. it seems the only thing that puts a fire under my bum is the fact that it is 4 am and its due the next morning. sometimes i wish i had those psycho gymnastic coach type parents who were never happy with a b+ or what not. maybe id be more disciplined. its seriously ridiculous to expect a 22 yr old to just hop on the self-discipline wagon. who wants to ride that piece of crap?
i thought i had cool, inventive friends...but i suppose not. i wanted 2 other people to wear white shirts with me that individually had, "charley", "francis", or "ivan" stenciled on them but no one will. you see its that low key type of wonderfullness that i love. but alas...i shall resort to my first choice, clementine. i already bought the blue hair spray paint and a sweater to make those arm warmer glove type things she wears anyhow. the blue had better come out by tomorrow morning though...thats fer darn tootin.
i wonder why im so absolutely unmotivated when it comes to school work. it seems the only thing that puts a fire under my bum is the fact that it is 4 am and its due the next morning. sometimes i wish i had those psycho gymnastic coach type parents who were never happy with a b+ or what not. maybe id be more disciplined. its seriously ridiculous to expect a 22 yr old to just hop on the self-discipline wagon. who wants to ride that piece of crap?