jesus, my life is a funny joke
just got back from a seeing that "you, me, and dupree" movie. it was a'ight but nothin to write home about. but the funny part is how i still can't comprehend why i am a magnet, and i mean effin MAGNET, for 14 year old st. clair shores broads wearing ripped up jeans and fall out boy t-shirts? its like, "hey, sup sup, heres my phone number and myspace address. gimme a call sumtime." and this isn't the first time. everytime i do stuff over there, another scs broad. and they are always totaly gross too. one looked like an effin clown because of all her eyeliner. but whatevs, im totaly adding them anyway...it will cause some funny drama and keep my life intersting. but yea, maybe one day i will find a broad that won't get me arrested or give me masacara streaks down the side of my face. i will find so much solace in that day, its not even funny.
ps- does anybody wanna go to car city tommorrow? i can drive!
ps- does anybody wanna go to car city tommorrow? i can drive!