What am I, some kind of update-whore?
I post here out of frustration. My dad is going to be the death of me!! I knew that mailing his debit card would bite me in the ass several times. The worst part is that he thinks he's funny. I hate that. I hate people that put themselves in hysterics with their OWN crappy jokes. Honestly, it goes like this:
"WHAT?! You put it in the MAILBOX! You're stupid! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. HAHAHAHA.
HAHAHAHAHAHA. HAHAHAHAHAHA.HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. HAHAHAHA. mailbox. HA."
Now, this may seem funny, but when you've heard the same shit about 700 times in the same morning, it gets TIRED. It also gets a little bit loud. I tried writing this essay for literature, but I am really bad at concentrating. Especially when mildly hungover, extremely annoyed, and severely lacking in the nicotine department.
Quitting is for losers, but I am the biggest of them so it shouldn't be this hard. It's been 15 hours. It's only been 15 hours, most of which I was asleep for. 15 hours and a lifetime to go. Looking forward to it! (At least this time I'm being optimistic, I have half a chance of succeeding).
-wrenout
"WHAT?! You put it in the MAILBOX! You're stupid! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. HAHAHAHA.
HAHAHAHAHAHA. HAHAHAHAHAHA.HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. HAHAHAHA. mailbox. HA."
Now, this may seem funny, but when you've heard the same shit about 700 times in the same morning, it gets TIRED. It also gets a little bit loud. I tried writing this essay for literature, but I am really bad at concentrating. Especially when mildly hungover, extremely annoyed, and severely lacking in the nicotine department.
Quitting is for losers, but I am the biggest of them so it shouldn't be this hard. It's been 15 hours. It's only been 15 hours, most of which I was asleep for. 15 hours and a lifetime to go. Looking forward to it! (At least this time I'm being optimistic, I have half a chance of succeeding).
-wrenout