it's like you never had wings, now you fly. so alive.
i think i am starting to get sick. i woke up with a sore throat and it hasn't gone away. if i slept with my mouth open it would have gone away by now. i am so physically and mentally drained. blah. i ive only got 8 hours of sleep in the past two days and i never have time/money to get enough food to eat. i'm going to die. ha. the prodigy had a new album out and it is fucking awesome. mad crazy beats. i drove to school with my windows down and blastin that shit. the bass rattled my brain until i saw colors unknown to man. have you ever seen urpellowange? that's what i thought. thursday = writingcomp,lifeandobjectdrawing, arthistorysomebodyfuckingkillmesoidonthavetotakethisclass, work. fun. friday = no school, no work, hell yes, hanging out with lauren, not doing homework. saturday = work 8-2, lauren is working too, drivetopurdue, laughmyassoffgeorgecarlinstyle, partyitupwithmybroabsolutestyle. sunday = comingoutofacoma, drivehome, finishallhomeworkbeforemondaycomes. today, i saw an old black man wearing a bright blue suit with a decorative tie, holding a cane, walking down the street with some spunk = PIMP. green fo da money and gold fo da honies. i am in the mood for =. everything in the world = something. nathan = new shorter haircut = makes me look older? i think.... = ladies love me? = dude it's a fucking hair cut, stop being so narcassistic = fuck you = i am tired = what would you do? = duh.