So lately I've been listening to a lot of mellow, acoustic crap.
What the hell, right? I don't even like mellow, acoustic crap.
Anyway, I have the next week off from uni. I was thinking that I'd go somewhere -- go somewhere and spend, oh, so much money. I kinda need a break from (not buying expensive) things.
Last night, though, I was out with Xavier when it so chanced that a rather, really hot guy walked by. Being the natural psychic that I am, I called out, "Justin!"
To which he turned around an replied, "Hey, man."
That's right.
His name was Justin.
I know everything.
But, yes, my supernatural abilities aside, ummm, I'll probably go...on...Monday. Because there is that party tomorrow of which I'm somewhat obliged to attend. That, and still, I am yet to watch the new episode of Avatar: The Last Airbender.
...oh, wow.
I have suddenly become aware that the manner of which I write is rather archaic.
Yeah, well, screw you, nineteenth century.
Anyway, I have the next week off from uni. I was thinking that I'd go somewhere -- go somewhere and spend, oh, so much money. I kinda need a break from (not buying expensive) things.
Last night, though, I was out with Xavier when it so chanced that a rather, really hot guy walked by. Being the natural psychic that I am, I called out, "Justin!"
To which he turned around an replied, "Hey, man."
That's right.
His name was Justin.
I know everything.
But, yes, my supernatural abilities aside, ummm, I'll probably go...on...Monday. Because there is that party tomorrow of which I'm somewhat obliged to attend. That, and still, I am yet to watch the new episode of Avatar: The Last Airbender.
...oh, wow.
I have suddenly become aware that the manner of which I write is rather archaic.
Yeah, well, screw you, nineteenth century.