rules and the right thing: differn't but the same
another eventful day in the life of me.
well today started off great,
got up at nine thirty and had a louise armstrong song go threw my head.
a nice bowel of apple cinnomin cheerios follows,
i sit down and watch day time tv(side note:bill cosby is a very funny fellow)
after that i try to get some more stuff done on the dreaded application.
at about 2ish after makeing snowfun plans, spaz phones me up and asks for a favour.
i of course say yes.
and we go on a tyraid through town from his doctors office to the bank
and before i know it(well i waited 2 hours with him at the doctors timed strolled by as my willingness to kill small childern increased)
it was five thirty so i drop the kid at his house and head for home.
good drive, i noticed that i hit every light.
i get home and as soon as i get in the door i hear
"where were you!"
o mom.
"why wasn't the phone on"
battaries are cool but they run out if my mom leaves them on all night
"you had practice starting at five ytou have to leave"
"you're only getting the car because it easyer for me"
so i leave my happy house hold off for practice
pissed off
hurray for old school thrash punk
i get to practice and my coach yells
"get dressed and start running"
i run
an hour and thirty or more suicides later we do freethrow shooting and i finnaly get to touch a basketball.
good times
i come home get yelled at for being a good freind and then start working on my portpholio again
god damn it i cant wait to finnish this
and i really wanted to go out in the snow
well maybe next week
humm i think i need a hair cut, maybe a trim or something.
i just feel to cartoonish.
all i need is a great dane and alot of pot
i just found out i may get to play basketball in college
god that would be awesome.
boobytrap shirts soon
we just need a design
and i think to my self what a wonderful world
screw this im gone
cheers
well today started off great,
got up at nine thirty and had a louise armstrong song go threw my head.
a nice bowel of apple cinnomin cheerios follows,
i sit down and watch day time tv(side note:bill cosby is a very funny fellow)
after that i try to get some more stuff done on the dreaded application.
at about 2ish after makeing snowfun plans, spaz phones me up and asks for a favour.
i of course say yes.
and we go on a tyraid through town from his doctors office to the bank
and before i know it(well i waited 2 hours with him at the doctors timed strolled by as my willingness to kill small childern increased)
it was five thirty so i drop the kid at his house and head for home.
good drive, i noticed that i hit every light.
i get home and as soon as i get in the door i hear
"where were you!"
o mom.
"why wasn't the phone on"
battaries are cool but they run out if my mom leaves them on all night
"you had practice starting at five ytou have to leave"
"you're only getting the car because it easyer for me"
so i leave my happy house hold off for practice
pissed off
hurray for old school thrash punk
i get to practice and my coach yells
"get dressed and start running"
i run
an hour and thirty or more suicides later we do freethrow shooting and i finnaly get to touch a basketball.
good times
i come home get yelled at for being a good freind and then start working on my portpholio again
god damn it i cant wait to finnish this
and i really wanted to go out in the snow
well maybe next week
humm i think i need a hair cut, maybe a trim or something.
i just feel to cartoonish.
all i need is a great dane and alot of pot
i just found out i may get to play basketball in college
god that would be awesome.
boobytrap shirts soon
we just need a design
and i think to my self what a wonderful world
screw this im gone
cheers