so i fucked ur mother....
so today was like..one of the best days.
first of all, i got a new earring. u know..i was bored this morning...and i was playing with a safety pin...so i thought to myself...mmmh...i wonder...
so now i have 8 earrings. and it hurts like a fucking bitch.
but so worth it..
somehow.
and then work.
traffic wasnt bad...and they repaved the streets, so it truly was a pleasure driving there..besides the screams of terror from my mother...such as "WATCH OUT FOR THE FUCKIN TRUCK!!!"
true. it was like 10 feet away. but this car can stop on...well..i wouldnt say a dime,but definitely a quarter.half dollar at most. so yea. survived.
so i had work at 5.30, but i got there at 5.23. so when my manager wasnt lookin..i clocked in anyway. yea..its only like...45 extra cents...
or is it?
because since everyone didnt know i was clocked in, cj sent me out to get him a slurpee..kinda like "hes off the clock, it dont matter".
so while i was dickin around...i was makin money.
somehow.
and its awesome
but theres more!!
at 711...well, not only did one of the drivers give me a lift to 711..just to show u how lazy i am..
but i ran into this character which most would define as "shady".and he kinda was. ill admit it.
but i see him go to the alcohol corner..so im thinkin...i have 2 bucks to kill. it wont hurt.
so i shoulder tap the motherfucker...and ask him to buy me a HURRICAAAAANE
and he does.
and i swear to god, it was like..the third most exciting thing thats happend to me.
so far.
...this month.
so yea, this dude just up and buys me a 40.
and then i smuggle it into work.
and its awsome
and then, i get an order from a couple of drunk ass motherfuckers, asking me for a deal that wasnt available anymore...
but since they had the drunken munchies,i felt their pain. so i gave it to them anyway.
TURNS OUT they're chantilly pre-graduates...and i think i knew one of them.
so i gave them an extra discount. cuz im fuckin nice.
but yea, its always a pleasure to talk to drunk people.
and then, of course i made myself some cheesy bread..with sausage on it.
mmh...cheesesausagealicious.
and then i farted on my manger...but he doesnt know about it, so dont tell him.
and then what...oh yea, i did the math, and if everyone pays me back the money they owe me n shit (kevin, jay, tony's,....im sure theres someone else)...i'll have my 1000 bucks.
IM SO PSYCHED!!!
and of course, i keep thinkin about italy.
i mean..i gotta be honest.2 weeks of close quarter living with 2 other dudes will become...tense, to say the least. i dont doubt for a fuckin second that by the end, we're gonna try and kill each other in our sleep.
and ive noticed..whenever we sleep over and drink at someones house...when morning comes...theres just this general sense of ..i dont even know how to describe it.
ok.
we act like dicks.
there we go.
and since we're gonna be drunk alot..that might become a problem.
unless,of course..we're always drunk.in which case....its all good.
but so i was thinkin...im gonna have to get a shitload of shit for my homeskillets.
and i really dont remember everyone. so i need to write that down.
muargh.
and like..i just let out one of the worst farts..and i feel so much better its like...it should be illegal.
OMG. such a good fart.
and of course..graduation rehearsal tomorrow.
i cant wait.
oh wait. yea. dont care.
specially since like...its at 7.30 am. and now that im FUCKING OUT OF SCHOOL I tend to go to sleep pretty much whenever the fuck i feel like it..meaning..around 7 am.
like...this morning.
sigh.
blah. so yea. overall...today...i give it a thumbs up.
also, i think i took a dump.which always adds points to the day.
oh man. so tired. murargh.
first of all, i got a new earring. u know..i was bored this morning...and i was playing with a safety pin...so i thought to myself...mmmh...i wonder...
so now i have 8 earrings. and it hurts like a fucking bitch.
but so worth it..
somehow.
and then work.
traffic wasnt bad...and they repaved the streets, so it truly was a pleasure driving there..besides the screams of terror from my mother...such as "WATCH OUT FOR THE FUCKIN TRUCK!!!"
true. it was like 10 feet away. but this car can stop on...well..i wouldnt say a dime,but definitely a quarter.half dollar at most. so yea. survived.
so i had work at 5.30, but i got there at 5.23. so when my manager wasnt lookin..i clocked in anyway. yea..its only like...45 extra cents...
or is it?
because since everyone didnt know i was clocked in, cj sent me out to get him a slurpee..kinda like "hes off the clock, it dont matter".
so while i was dickin around...i was makin money.
somehow.
and its awesome
but theres more!!
at 711...well, not only did one of the drivers give me a lift to 711..just to show u how lazy i am..
but i ran into this character which most would define as "shady".and he kinda was. ill admit it.
but i see him go to the alcohol corner..so im thinkin...i have 2 bucks to kill. it wont hurt.
so i shoulder tap the motherfucker...and ask him to buy me a HURRICAAAAANE
and he does.
and i swear to god, it was like..the third most exciting thing thats happend to me.
so far.
...this month.
so yea, this dude just up and buys me a 40.
and then i smuggle it into work.
and its awsome
and then, i get an order from a couple of drunk ass motherfuckers, asking me for a deal that wasnt available anymore...
but since they had the drunken munchies,i felt their pain. so i gave it to them anyway.
TURNS OUT they're chantilly pre-graduates...and i think i knew one of them.
so i gave them an extra discount. cuz im fuckin nice.
but yea, its always a pleasure to talk to drunk people.
and then, of course i made myself some cheesy bread..with sausage on it.
mmh...cheesesausagealicious.
and then i farted on my manger...but he doesnt know about it, so dont tell him.
and then what...oh yea, i did the math, and if everyone pays me back the money they owe me n shit (kevin, jay, tony's,....im sure theres someone else)...i'll have my 1000 bucks.
IM SO PSYCHED!!!
and of course, i keep thinkin about italy.
i mean..i gotta be honest.2 weeks of close quarter living with 2 other dudes will become...tense, to say the least. i dont doubt for a fuckin second that by the end, we're gonna try and kill each other in our sleep.
and ive noticed..whenever we sleep over and drink at someones house...when morning comes...theres just this general sense of ..i dont even know how to describe it.
ok.
we act like dicks.
there we go.
and since we're gonna be drunk alot..that might become a problem.
unless,of course..we're always drunk.in which case....its all good.
but so i was thinkin...im gonna have to get a shitload of shit for my homeskillets.
and i really dont remember everyone. so i need to write that down.
muargh.
and like..i just let out one of the worst farts..and i feel so much better its like...it should be illegal.
OMG. such a good fart.
and of course..graduation rehearsal tomorrow.
i cant wait.
oh wait. yea. dont care.
specially since like...its at 7.30 am. and now that im FUCKING OUT OF SCHOOL I tend to go to sleep pretty much whenever the fuck i feel like it..meaning..around 7 am.
like...this morning.
sigh.
blah. so yea. overall...today...i give it a thumbs up.
also, i think i took a dump.which always adds points to the day.
oh man. so tired. murargh.