What the fuck did you jus read?
Having a grand imagination means i can switch from reality back into my own world. I try to take people along with me, and if they understand the differencee i can usually bounce ideas off.
I have 1 hour left of morning work over here at the IT HELP. I shall then proceed to take a 2 hour nap. followed by a quick shower and a meal until i get back to work at 3 working in the computer lab. Now, some might say, how is it possible for you to have 2 of the coolest jobs in the world, not to mention the awesomely high wage that i get. Well, there is no secret. Its all cuz im cool..im serious. You'd think that me talking to teachers n staff all day would somehow give me major connects, but nope. I refuse to allow myself to get greedy, jus like the untouchables(the movie, not the lepores(?)) I have Maxim and FHM to READ later though. Im noticing that the older i get, the harder it is for me to concentrate on one item. i'VE also heard that this happens to people who are potheads. but im not pothead, hell, ive never even smoked. not even a cigerette. in fact, im xXx forr life. fuck, ohkay. soon as i get home, imma watch some porn and then fall to sleep. cuz its soo much quicker that way? you guys knoww wha imma say yesh?
I needs to buy meself some car scent spray because all this hotboxi..errr, i mean flowers are making my car smell too good. yes.
I totally wanna go buy some transformers. when i first came to america my aunt gave me 2 mini transformers. they were green and white cars but they turned into super robots of doom. like one inch high! and i bet they could shoot lasers too, i just didnt know how activate them.
I really reallyt woulfd like some new friends. People to hang out with. do stufff. pitch in money for weed. ya know. friend stuff? but the more i think about wanting them, the more i keep to myself. jus look at my life. its all one big rollercoaster. friends, no friends. totally depression. friends. depression. no friends. depression. yeah, i have depression. because im fucking emo? way more than you guys. and by emo i mean emotional. not that bullshyt dress like this.listen to this so you can be labeled emo. I will never become labeled, other than maybe a pothead, but unless you are one. you'd never understand. i think we're the most open minded people in the world. everyone is welcome to smoke. girl, boy, cat, dog. mice. whatever. and then the cat willeat the mouse and the dog will eat the cat and some asain boy willeat the dog. but im not stereotyping or anything. cuz i dont do that. ever.
ohh and stoner chicks are hot and id totally go out with one(hint hint..yeaah, as if i'd find one that would lik emeh)
I have no time for anything. working 42 hours a week and going to college is stressing me ouit. and the gas prices? dont git me started, but here's what we do. Once those damn Arab countries run out of oil, we sell the oil back to them but at like 10000x the price. but camels aand bikes dont need gas, unless they use gopeds. you dont need a liscene for gopeds by the way, annd they can get up to 100 mpg.
and so 2 days ago, i got called fat. though im not.atall. the comment brought back soo many memories that i left my x-bsffriend's liz's house like 3 minutes after and cried on my way home. those memories will probably scar me til death. and you know what, i didnt go and shoot people. im fairly sure ive seen more violence and played more destructive games then many, yet i am peaceful. i always will be. im not agressive at all, unless im in bed(heh heh)
soo i need to go to more shows. err shows at least. havent had time at all. who wants to go? yeah. as if more than 5 people read any of my blogs. dude, fucking read my blogs. i actually take the time out of my day to read most of your journals and i actuallyt care. yeah, and if i send you a message, at least fuckng reply. fucking being proper, thas jus polite. i took the time to reply, now you do it.
the only relief i get is knowing that someday. karma shall even everything out.
you know how you have all these genius ideas but you dont have paper in front of you to write them down but when you get it you forget wtf you were going to write? well...ilet's get the bums to drive carts that people sit in. just like in Atlantic city, but with bums. And if you think this idea sounds similar to that episode of Seinfeld where Kramer tries to make money off bums by having them pull the carts...you're wrong. in fact, i made that whole episode and what you just read you didnt read at all. for you are sleeping. and im a fucking retard.
annnnd i love YOU. yeah, you, the person in the corner. over there..under the rug. knoe wut im sayin yo?
ohh, and im the most open minded person within 10 feet of me. I get my eyebrows done, i use moisterizer for my face. and my hands are softer than yours and ill even bet you. yeaah. i actually WASH my fucking hair more than once a week. and i;ve learned how to walk. and thas kinda hard ya know?
you superficial girls thaT currently like guys that look exactly the same.(im fucking serious, they're all like size 0 girls jeans because ya know. thats cool to be that skinny.) yeah eyah, blah blah you wear them cuz theyre tight and fit better. they're tight because you're too fucking skiiny for normal jeans. if you werent a fucking skeleton, normal jeans would be tight on you as well. the only thing i like about girls jeans is the flare, because it reminds me of calves of anime characters. and i really really do hope someone bitches me out for my opinions, because that would just prove me right. well im always right, other than the times im wrong, which i never am. soo when you girls get past 30. if you're not married. it's probably cuz you were too fucking picky. or wanted to enjoy life. aka fucking n partying and no giving a damn about anyone other than yerself and friends that would backstab you the first chance they get. and if you're mad now, itrs probably cuz you know the shyt that i just wrote because i was ranting pointlessly is true. ABOUT YOU.
ohh and hate it when i tell a girl i like her and they never talk to me again. because thats exactly the type of response i wanted back. duntcha know?
i hope everything i've written is exciting, cuz if i were reading what i wrote and i werent me, id be like , g'damn yo, this nigga be crazy, imma give him a pound of weed cuz he's cool. but thats all a fantasy. jus like have good friends and a girlfriend. right?
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I have 1 hour left of morning work over here at the IT HELP. I shall then proceed to take a 2 hour nap. followed by a quick shower and a meal until i get back to work at 3 working in the computer lab. Now, some might say, how is it possible for you to have 2 of the coolest jobs in the world, not to mention the awesomely high wage that i get. Well, there is no secret. Its all cuz im cool..im serious. You'd think that me talking to teachers n staff all day would somehow give me major connects, but nope. I refuse to allow myself to get greedy, jus like the untouchables(the movie, not the lepores(?)) I have Maxim and FHM to READ later though. Im noticing that the older i get, the harder it is for me to concentrate on one item. i'VE also heard that this happens to people who are potheads. but im not pothead, hell, ive never even smoked. not even a cigerette. in fact, im xXx forr life. fuck, ohkay. soon as i get home, imma watch some porn and then fall to sleep. cuz its soo much quicker that way? you guys knoww wha imma say yesh?
I needs to buy meself some car scent spray because all this hotboxi..errr, i mean flowers are making my car smell too good. yes.
I totally wanna go buy some transformers. when i first came to america my aunt gave me 2 mini transformers. they were green and white cars but they turned into super robots of doom. like one inch high! and i bet they could shoot lasers too, i just didnt know how activate them.
I really reallyt woulfd like some new friends. People to hang out with. do stufff. pitch in money for weed. ya know. friend stuff? but the more i think about wanting them, the more i keep to myself. jus look at my life. its all one big rollercoaster. friends, no friends. totally depression. friends. depression. no friends. depression. yeah, i have depression. because im fucking emo? way more than you guys. and by emo i mean emotional. not that bullshyt dress like this.listen to this so you can be labeled emo. I will never become labeled, other than maybe a pothead, but unless you are one. you'd never understand. i think we're the most open minded people in the world. everyone is welcome to smoke. girl, boy, cat, dog. mice. whatever. and then the cat willeat the mouse and the dog will eat the cat and some asain boy willeat the dog. but im not stereotyping or anything. cuz i dont do that. ever.
ohh and stoner chicks are hot and id totally go out with one(hint hint..yeaah, as if i'd find one that would lik emeh)
I have no time for anything. working 42 hours a week and going to college is stressing me ouit. and the gas prices? dont git me started, but here's what we do. Once those damn Arab countries run out of oil, we sell the oil back to them but at like 10000x the price. but camels aand bikes dont need gas, unless they use gopeds. you dont need a liscene for gopeds by the way, annd they can get up to 100 mpg.
and so 2 days ago, i got called fat. though im not.atall. the comment brought back soo many memories that i left my x-bsffriend's liz's house like 3 minutes after and cried on my way home. those memories will probably scar me til death. and you know what, i didnt go and shoot people. im fairly sure ive seen more violence and played more destructive games then many, yet i am peaceful. i always will be. im not agressive at all, unless im in bed(heh heh)
soo i need to go to more shows. err shows at least. havent had time at all. who wants to go? yeah. as if more than 5 people read any of my blogs. dude, fucking read my blogs. i actually take the time out of my day to read most of your journals and i actuallyt care. yeah, and if i send you a message, at least fuckng reply. fucking being proper, thas jus polite. i took the time to reply, now you do it.
the only relief i get is knowing that someday. karma shall even everything out.
you know how you have all these genius ideas but you dont have paper in front of you to write them down but when you get it you forget wtf you were going to write? well...ilet's get the bums to drive carts that people sit in. just like in Atlantic city, but with bums. And if you think this idea sounds similar to that episode of Seinfeld where Kramer tries to make money off bums by having them pull the carts...you're wrong. in fact, i made that whole episode and what you just read you didnt read at all. for you are sleeping. and im a fucking retard.
annnnd i love YOU. yeah, you, the person in the corner. over there..under the rug. knoe wut im sayin yo?
ohh, and im the most open minded person within 10 feet of me. I get my eyebrows done, i use moisterizer for my face. and my hands are softer than yours and ill even bet you. yeaah. i actually WASH my fucking hair more than once a week. and i;ve learned how to walk. and thas kinda hard ya know?
you superficial girls thaT currently like guys that look exactly the same.(im fucking serious, they're all like size 0 girls jeans because ya know. thats cool to be that skinny.) yeah eyah, blah blah you wear them cuz theyre tight and fit better. they're tight because you're too fucking skiiny for normal jeans. if you werent a fucking skeleton, normal jeans would be tight on you as well. the only thing i like about girls jeans is the flare, because it reminds me of calves of anime characters. and i really really do hope someone bitches me out for my opinions, because that would just prove me right. well im always right, other than the times im wrong, which i never am. soo when you girls get past 30. if you're not married. it's probably cuz you were too fucking picky. or wanted to enjoy life. aka fucking n partying and no giving a damn about anyone other than yerself and friends that would backstab you the first chance they get. and if you're mad now, itrs probably cuz you know the shyt that i just wrote because i was ranting pointlessly is true. ABOUT YOU.
ohh and hate it when i tell a girl i like her and they never talk to me again. because thats exactly the type of response i wanted back. duntcha know?
i hope everything i've written is exciting, cuz if i were reading what i wrote and i werent me, id be like , g'damn yo, this nigga be crazy, imma give him a pound of weed cuz he's cool. but thats all a fantasy. jus like have good friends and a girlfriend. right?
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