Whatup ya'll
aight lil description of my day, got my airline and valves from Jason at Suicide Doors.......the process is slowly starting!! yeah work sucked the balls, everyone is back in Detroit and I am stuck back in the DC with some people I don't normally talk to all that much, but it is all good......so yeah, how about we continue this lil story
so yeah junior high....many people liked it, I hated it then grew to enjoy it and make it some of the better times of my life. I mean I had that crazy fuck Dayton as a good friend, along with all the guys in the class, we were a crew, from nerdy to jock to preppy to skater we all kicked it. The girls in our class, ummmm yeah. It is like I had to be this goofy guy all the time, and hard to take serious (hell i would find it hard to take myself serious too at times) but it was rough, we always fought, man 8th grade year was alot of fights. But hey wouldn't you be pissed if you were gettin yer ass handed to ya in a b-ball tourny and the chicks from your class were cheering for the other team. Man WTF is up with that? pretty bogus. So yeah, guys and girls had quarrels, guys dated gals from the other private schools in town which pissed them off because all of a sudden it was like "hey, wheres our attention?" at the end of it all, i had so much spite in me for a select few, that after the final dance after graduation, people were crying because they were sad to leave, i was crying because i was happy to get the fuck out! so yeah, that prolly doesn't explain much, but it was hell man. but like i said earlier, the Manson helped me, along with other music of that time, Metal was growing on me and shaping me up........highschool is next...........
so yeah junior high....many people liked it, I hated it then grew to enjoy it and make it some of the better times of my life. I mean I had that crazy fuck Dayton as a good friend, along with all the guys in the class, we were a crew, from nerdy to jock to preppy to skater we all kicked it. The girls in our class, ummmm yeah. It is like I had to be this goofy guy all the time, and hard to take serious (hell i would find it hard to take myself serious too at times) but it was rough, we always fought, man 8th grade year was alot of fights. But hey wouldn't you be pissed if you were gettin yer ass handed to ya in a b-ball tourny and the chicks from your class were cheering for the other team. Man WTF is up with that? pretty bogus. So yeah, guys and girls had quarrels, guys dated gals from the other private schools in town which pissed them off because all of a sudden it was like "hey, wheres our attention?" at the end of it all, i had so much spite in me for a select few, that after the final dance after graduation, people were crying because they were sad to leave, i was crying because i was happy to get the fuck out! so yeah, that prolly doesn't explain much, but it was hell man. but like i said earlier, the Manson helped me, along with other music of that time, Metal was growing on me and shaping me up........highschool is next...........