i look for the one guy who's not getting off---and i make him get off.
feckin feck!
im sorry to bitch, but im having a really bad string of events just coming out of my lifes ass right now!
So yesturday, during the morning and after, weren't all too bad. i felt bad for roxy cause she was feeling sick and irritable all morning. then i found out that two of my teachers are just as psyco about evertything im doing as my own fucking dad.
--now i did end up getting a little ripped, so i had some solitude for an hour--
then i had to work! and it was boring, but what's new? what's new? WHAT
'S NEW! I'LL TELL YOU WHAT'S FUCKING NEW! my fucking bags got stolen out of my truck last night. now i know that everybody i talk to about this is just going to be like, well you shouldn't have left them in the back of your truck in the first place and i know that but fuck. you'd think that after doing the same thing for almost a year now, i wouldn't have to worry about shit like that. since school started, ive been just leaving my bags in the back of my truck at work and they never get touched. now, out of the fucking blue, they get stolen.
my fucking digital camera was in there, my cd player. my fucking invisible monsters. all my school work (well, who cares)but i fucking liked that hemp bag i had.
well fuck, it's all material, replaisable shit, so it's not that big of a deal. i just wish we didn't have to worry about shit like that. but that's asking waaaaaay to much of the fucking world.
im sorry to bitch, but im having a really bad string of events just coming out of my lifes ass right now!
So yesturday, during the morning and after, weren't all too bad. i felt bad for roxy cause she was feeling sick and irritable all morning. then i found out that two of my teachers are just as psyco about evertything im doing as my own fucking dad.
--now i did end up getting a little ripped, so i had some solitude for an hour--
then i had to work! and it was boring, but what's new? what's new? WHAT
'S NEW! I'LL TELL YOU WHAT'S FUCKING NEW! my fucking bags got stolen out of my truck last night. now i know that everybody i talk to about this is just going to be like, well you shouldn't have left them in the back of your truck in the first place and i know that but fuck. you'd think that after doing the same thing for almost a year now, i wouldn't have to worry about shit like that. since school started, ive been just leaving my bags in the back of my truck at work and they never get touched. now, out of the fucking blue, they get stolen.
my fucking digital camera was in there, my cd player. my fucking invisible monsters. all my school work (well, who cares)but i fucking liked that hemp bag i had.
well fuck, it's all material, replaisable shit, so it's not that big of a deal. i just wish we didn't have to worry about shit like that. but that's asking waaaaaay to much of the fucking world.