If you don't read the beginning, read the end...
Im alive.
Okay, but could be loads better.
Taking a semester off of college till i decide what i truely want to do in life, instead of wasting all the money on useless classes.
It sucks.
I hate being good at so many things but, know the one thing i truely wouldn't mind doing, wouldn't give me enough money to make it in life.
I hate money.
It's stupid.
Why can't we all just work and share things like the small african clans do...like corn, rice and minus the AIDS.
It's an epidemic.
We could all make cute little red smocks and wear them with our african "gator teeth" necklaces.
We'd have loads of fun doing craft time where we'd make little sculptures of guys with big dicks and girls with huge boobs for our crazy "fertility parties."
Yes... we'd have fun.
Fun... i really miss fun lately.
I've been so stressed out and depressed.
I wanna see the people i used to "blow shit up" with at the lake.
I wanna make smores and hotdogs on my little charcoal grill cause it's been too dry to have a bonfire.
I wanna play "10 fingers."
i wanna play a late night game of basketball or kick the can and then go to the non-exsistant Pancake house and laugh over silver wear and
coffee creamer.
Play spin-the-bottle or truth or dare while plastered up with Ashton Kutcher.
So much i wanna do, so little time to execute the plan.
So i say, if anyone reads this...
PAULDING LIGHT TRIP?!? Yes? No?
I think a nice trip to visit the crazy lady is in dire need for us all. A big group of us crazy kids, a pitch black forest, and crazy orb floating in the northern sky, a perfect trip of potential fun.
So, sign up now and we'll plan a date.
Im open for ANYTHING.
We'll camp out if we must! I have tents!
Okay, but could be loads better.
Taking a semester off of college till i decide what i truely want to do in life, instead of wasting all the money on useless classes.
It sucks.
I hate being good at so many things but, know the one thing i truely wouldn't mind doing, wouldn't give me enough money to make it in life.
I hate money.
It's stupid.
Why can't we all just work and share things like the small african clans do...like corn, rice and minus the AIDS.
It's an epidemic.
We could all make cute little red smocks and wear them with our african "gator teeth" necklaces.
We'd have loads of fun doing craft time where we'd make little sculptures of guys with big dicks and girls with huge boobs for our crazy "fertility parties."
Yes... we'd have fun.
Fun... i really miss fun lately.
I've been so stressed out and depressed.
I wanna see the people i used to "blow shit up" with at the lake.
I wanna make smores and hotdogs on my little charcoal grill cause it's been too dry to have a bonfire.
I wanna play "10 fingers."
i wanna play a late night game of basketball or kick the can and then go to the non-exsistant Pancake house and laugh over silver wear and
coffee creamer.
Play spin-the-bottle or truth or dare while plastered up with Ashton Kutcher.
So much i wanna do, so little time to execute the plan.
So i say, if anyone reads this...
PAULDING LIGHT TRIP?!? Yes? No?
I think a nice trip to visit the crazy lady is in dire need for us all. A big group of us crazy kids, a pitch black forest, and crazy orb floating in the northern sky, a perfect trip of potential fun.
So, sign up now and we'll plan a date.
Im open for ANYTHING.
We'll camp out if we must! I have tents!