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BADLIST
-School. It won't end. I have to keep going for another two weeks where I do nothing. In physics I pretended to take notes on some bullshit but I was actually writing rap songs. I want to do everything that's left without a break then get the fuck out.
-Kids. Lots of them suck. Some are okay. Everyone tells me I'll be better off in college. I don't know. Kyle Bruley is going to be at college with me, and he's a big idiot as far as I can tell. Maybe I'm jealous because he has 600 girls on his FACEBOOK friend list. I left him a message that said I will shit in his bed. And I will. His dad is such a cool guy, too. I really like adults. I like when people assume that I'm older than a high schooler. It happens a lot.
-Work. I'm anxious. I want to work at the goddamn diner. Please? K-Mart is run by retards who don't call me back, even though they're desperate for help. Fuck you, K-Mart. I'll shit in your bed, too. I'll just become a bank robber, lord knows I could do it. Or cat-burglary.
-Me. I never seem to do a lot of good for me. I should be more selfish and start running to stay in shape. I don't feel like I ever have interesting plans, but really, they're just as good as anybody else's plans.
-I'm getting sick of going to the bar.
GOODLIST
-Summer. I won't have to think about anything for a long time. I'll sit in the lawn chair sipping a tea and maybe finally reading some big books? Pah, fuck books. I always want to make a promise to myself to not be alone for a whole day in the summer. I want to be around people, maybe it's just the pills talking, but of course this is the first summer that I will be on them.
-Thinking big. What is usually going through my head during times of idle thought is a scheme. Mischief and sabotage and whatnot. I love it, I love plotting all the time. I want to do it when I grow up, head of America's dirty tricks department.
-Hauling ass. Sepultura. Wing night. Wizard People, Dear Reader. www.freshcreation.nl . It's the simple pleasures that keep me going.
-School. It won't end. I have to keep going for another two weeks where I do nothing. In physics I pretended to take notes on some bullshit but I was actually writing rap songs. I want to do everything that's left without a break then get the fuck out.
-Kids. Lots of them suck. Some are okay. Everyone tells me I'll be better off in college. I don't know. Kyle Bruley is going to be at college with me, and he's a big idiot as far as I can tell. Maybe I'm jealous because he has 600 girls on his FACEBOOK friend list. I left him a message that said I will shit in his bed. And I will. His dad is such a cool guy, too. I really like adults. I like when people assume that I'm older than a high schooler. It happens a lot.
-Work. I'm anxious. I want to work at the goddamn diner. Please? K-Mart is run by retards who don't call me back, even though they're desperate for help. Fuck you, K-Mart. I'll shit in your bed, too. I'll just become a bank robber, lord knows I could do it. Or cat-burglary.
-Me. I never seem to do a lot of good for me. I should be more selfish and start running to stay in shape. I don't feel like I ever have interesting plans, but really, they're just as good as anybody else's plans.
-I'm getting sick of going to the bar.
GOODLIST
-Summer. I won't have to think about anything for a long time. I'll sit in the lawn chair sipping a tea and maybe finally reading some big books? Pah, fuck books. I always want to make a promise to myself to not be alone for a whole day in the summer. I want to be around people, maybe it's just the pills talking, but of course this is the first summer that I will be on them.
-Thinking big. What is usually going through my head during times of idle thought is a scheme. Mischief and sabotage and whatnot. I love it, I love plotting all the time. I want to do it when I grow up, head of America's dirty tricks department.
-Hauling ass. Sepultura. Wing night. Wizard People, Dear Reader. www.freshcreation.nl . It's the simple pleasures that keep me going.