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For the chosen few who I give a damn about, and who seem to give a damn about me...
I am still alive.
I've succeeded in ruining 1 persons life, some kid at my school who was being a poser...you'd have to be out here to understand the specifics, but basically, I've done a service to society.
My beloved car is still running beautifully.
I have shaved my Abe Lincoln beard, and am now regrowing it, due to the fact that I feel like I'm 14 without it.
I work with a lot of black people, and they live up to all the stereotypes. I hate the job now, and am searching for a new one in a half-assed manner.
The school doesn't let you do half the things that I want to do to my car, so 50% of my reason for being here is ended.
I have a garage to work on my IROC hood when my parents drive it out here in the summertime
My (rich) obscure relatives out here kick ass on many levels.
Had I taken a tour earlier in the year, I would not have moved out here, however, my career starts before most of my friends even begin to think of graduation.
My money will be saved for a trip to some college (preferably UCF) to get a degree in industrial design, since most of my instructers think my sketches are badass and I need to get into a field where I can do that type of stuff.
I am still alive.
I've succeeded in ruining 1 persons life, some kid at my school who was being a poser...you'd have to be out here to understand the specifics, but basically, I've done a service to society.
My beloved car is still running beautifully.
I have shaved my Abe Lincoln beard, and am now regrowing it, due to the fact that I feel like I'm 14 without it.
I work with a lot of black people, and they live up to all the stereotypes. I hate the job now, and am searching for a new one in a half-assed manner.
The school doesn't let you do half the things that I want to do to my car, so 50% of my reason for being here is ended.
I have a garage to work on my IROC hood when my parents drive it out here in the summertime
My (rich) obscure relatives out here kick ass on many levels.
Had I taken a tour earlier in the year, I would not have moved out here, however, my career starts before most of my friends even begin to think of graduation.
My money will be saved for a trip to some college (preferably UCF) to get a degree in industrial design, since most of my instructers think my sketches are badass and I need to get into a field where I can do that type of stuff.