let's make 19 count.
it's been 45 weeks since my last blog entry. Yay for me! Now i think i have something to write about!
it's my birthday bitches! yup. Nothing big. it's just my last year of teen-dom! WTF!
I could still remember when PB was nineteen... heck i can remember when Patty was nineteen!!!
(sorry pamy, i have no recollection of your last year of teen-dom. You're just too old for me.)
18 was a bore. Legality does not make-up for anything.
I can drink. But I don't. So that's gone.
I can drive. But I don't want to. (don't worry sister, i will learn for your sake :P )
I can now vote but WTF. It's more of a duty than fucking privilege card. +voting is BORING. Lining up for shits.
Nevertheless, quick update to those who still use their LJ accounts.
New year's resolutions check list:
-TABO x
*that's a long shot
-SEBO check!
*if i might say, that took a long time and results aren't so bad. Hells yeah for looking good! (this did not involve any running)
Christmas here we come!
-New agenda:
Here are the 10 steps to this new agenda of mine.
1.Get a girlfriend. (looks don't matter here for what is about to happen. See step 2.)
2.Find a way for her to break up with me, immediately! (yes it's all part of the plan.)
3.Get all sentimental and emotional about the heartbreak.
4.Isolate myself from world.
5.Look for a cabin, preferably situated in a cold, isolated mountain top. (to have a false idea of living in a nontropical country)
6.Live in the cabin for a year.
7.Chop wood.
8.Build fires.
9.Grow a beard.
10.Make a fucking ALBUM!
FUCK YEAH!
It's a prefect formula to make a kick ass ALBUM. Yes. Bon Iver is old news but its abso-fucking-lutley full proof!
Justin Vernon. fuck you. I wanna be a lumber jack and be all grizzly like.
Here we come lucky number nine ... ... teen!
it's my birthday bitches! yup. Nothing big. it's just my last year of teen-dom! WTF!
I could still remember when PB was nineteen... heck i can remember when Patty was nineteen!!!
(sorry pamy, i have no recollection of your last year of teen-dom. You're just too old for me.)
18 was a bore. Legality does not make-up for anything.
I can drink. But I don't. So that's gone.
I can drive. But I don't want to. (don't worry sister, i will learn for your sake :P )
I can now vote but WTF. It's more of a duty than fucking privilege card. +voting is BORING. Lining up for shits.
Nevertheless, quick update to those who still use their LJ accounts.
New year's resolutions check list:
-TABO x
*that's a long shot
-SEBO check!
*if i might say, that took a long time and results aren't so bad. Hells yeah for looking good! (this did not involve any running)
Christmas here we come!
-New agenda:
Here are the 10 steps to this new agenda of mine.
1.Get a girlfriend. (looks don't matter here for what is about to happen. See step 2.)
2.Find a way for her to break up with me, immediately! (yes it's all part of the plan.)
3.Get all sentimental and emotional about the heartbreak.
4.Isolate myself from world.
5.Look for a cabin, preferably situated in a cold, isolated mountain top. (to have a false idea of living in a nontropical country)
6.Live in the cabin for a year.
7.Chop wood.
8.Build fires.
9.Grow a beard.
10.Make a fucking ALBUM!
FUCK YEAH!
It's a prefect formula to make a kick ass ALBUM. Yes. Bon Iver is old news but its abso-fucking-lutley full proof!
Justin Vernon. fuck you. I wanna be a lumber jack and be all grizzly like.
Here we come lucky number nine ... ... teen!