Just an update:
I toss the cigarette aside.
This is my day.
My dear livejournal, I'm here to say, I'm taking on another.
Here is my rapture, here is my heart. Throw them in a bucket, or rip them apart. This is my day in a nutshell. Dance with me for collateral. ;)
I woke up thinking "yay I get to see my woman today!", so I roll over, and get out of bed, run naked to the bathroom before anyone sees me, and piss out all my blues. Then I wash my hands, face, and brush my teeth, run back to my room (just as fast, mind you) and put clothes on for summer school.
I finally make it there and people wonder where I've been. "I've had the pink eye" I clearly state, and sit my proud little ass on the chair, knocking over my water bottle. Yay. So I put on my headphones and make it through another hellish school day with the help of Rocketman in math, Tiny Dancer in Science, and I know I know I know in history. YEAH MAN. TWO ELTON JOHN'S AND ONE TEGAN AND SARA. WOO HOO, SHOOT ME KIDS, I'M DONE.
Then I come home, wait for my cigarette delivery man, and wait until my girlfriend calls me....never happens. She gets online and says that she doesn't know if she can get to see me today though. What, for like the millionth time in disapointing her little Iggy in the past few weeks!? Damn woman. GIT YO SHIT TOGETHER. As of now, I'm in a blunder. Hm. And so the story ends, my children, with the moral being, always do what you told your woman you'd do...or something. Kthx.
This is my day.
My dear livejournal, I'm here to say, I'm taking on another.
Here is my rapture, here is my heart. Throw them in a bucket, or rip them apart. This is my day in a nutshell. Dance with me for collateral. ;)
I woke up thinking "yay I get to see my woman today!", so I roll over, and get out of bed, run naked to the bathroom before anyone sees me, and piss out all my blues. Then I wash my hands, face, and brush my teeth, run back to my room (just as fast, mind you) and put clothes on for summer school.
I finally make it there and people wonder where I've been. "I've had the pink eye" I clearly state, and sit my proud little ass on the chair, knocking over my water bottle. Yay. So I put on my headphones and make it through another hellish school day with the help of Rocketman in math, Tiny Dancer in Science, and I know I know I know in history. YEAH MAN. TWO ELTON JOHN'S AND ONE TEGAN AND SARA. WOO HOO, SHOOT ME KIDS, I'M DONE.
Then I come home, wait for my cigarette delivery man, and wait until my girlfriend calls me....never happens. She gets online and says that she doesn't know if she can get to see me today though. What, for like the millionth time in disapointing her little Iggy in the past few weeks!? Damn woman. GIT YO SHIT TOGETHER. As of now, I'm in a blunder. Hm. And so the story ends, my children, with the moral being, always do what you told your woman you'd do...or something. Kthx.