gllllllllah!
im so hungry im so hungry i'm so hungry.
somehow thats chanting itself to me like an agent orange song i cant remember the name of because im too hungry.
goes like "i'm so bored of- i'm so bored of- i'm so bored of"
i have to stay at this office until 4:30 though because= because.
today at school,
oh it snowed this weekend btw. wtf.
the 3rd graders were going nutzo throwing clumps of ice at eachother and playing soccer with it. and putting it down eachothers backs and shit and just being crazed maniacs at 8:30 am. [wouldn't you?]
i kept stomping the ice they were playing soccer with because the teacher yelled at them for getting out of their homeroom lines they have to stand in out there. so i was like kinda playing kinda not haha. i hate having to tell them to get back in line so i was like "hey guys get back in line because you are my sheep and i'm your keeper!"
i didnt care if they stepped on my feet when i got the ice cos i had steel caps motha fuckaaaaaaaaaaas.
haha yea i wear that shit to school i dont care.
the class had a substitute so of course it was crazed chaos.
this boy victor is so cool. he likes to draw and saw that i had done a cartoon of my friend wearing a sex pistols shirt. and i had to explain what it was cos "eeeeeeeeeew sex!" but anyways he drew me a picture "in his style" of the same thing it is SO awesome! its like anime style kinda- and wearing a sex pistols t-shirt- and it has a tattoo.
i just sat around with a group of girls doing worksheets and creating stories regarding super heroes.
they begged me to go to lunch with them. "occasionally" i'll do this.
lunch is funny. its LOUD. it's revolting. but it's short.
tonight is SLAYER!!!!!!!!
but- guess who is missing SLAYER!!!!!!
my life is a fucking joke currently. as opposed to a crazy drunken rock 'n roll joke i guess.
somehow thats chanting itself to me like an agent orange song i cant remember the name of because im too hungry.
goes like "i'm so bored of- i'm so bored of- i'm so bored of"
i have to stay at this office until 4:30 though because= because.
today at school,
oh it snowed this weekend btw. wtf.
the 3rd graders were going nutzo throwing clumps of ice at eachother and playing soccer with it. and putting it down eachothers backs and shit and just being crazed maniacs at 8:30 am. [wouldn't you?]
i kept stomping the ice they were playing soccer with because the teacher yelled at them for getting out of their homeroom lines they have to stand in out there. so i was like kinda playing kinda not haha. i hate having to tell them to get back in line so i was like "hey guys get back in line because you are my sheep and i'm your keeper!"
i didnt care if they stepped on my feet when i got the ice cos i had steel caps motha fuckaaaaaaaaaaas.
haha yea i wear that shit to school i dont care.
the class had a substitute so of course it was crazed chaos.
this boy victor is so cool. he likes to draw and saw that i had done a cartoon of my friend wearing a sex pistols shirt. and i had to explain what it was cos "eeeeeeeeeew sex!" but anyways he drew me a picture "in his style" of the same thing it is SO awesome! its like anime style kinda- and wearing a sex pistols t-shirt- and it has a tattoo.
i just sat around with a group of girls doing worksheets and creating stories regarding super heroes.
they begged me to go to lunch with them. "occasionally" i'll do this.
lunch is funny. its LOUD. it's revolting. but it's short.
tonight is SLAYER!!!!!!!!
but- guess who is missing SLAYER!!!!!!
my life is a fucking joke currently. as opposed to a crazy drunken rock 'n roll joke i guess.