Hot hot hot hot hot murder murder murder
Tonight I got hot bikes from Colin. I have fun plans for both bikes that will never actually happen, knowing my "fix shit up" patterns... One's gonna be my new single-speed road bike, and the other is gonna be my dumpstering bike (it has a rack on the back).
This is the only thing I could thing I could think of doing instead of homework projects. Oh, yeah, I'm back at Middle College, and in Palo Alto. Heh. Another year, another stupid fucking poetry project.
Awhile back, I said I was going to have this huge update on my life since the last time I posted. I lied. I couldn't really write it in a way that didn't sound stupid, like I was trying to brag, look cool, or be pretentious. Since, I've been debating about whether that just means I can't write, or I should just do it, because bragging is the point of livejournal anyway...
'night.
This is the only thing I could thing I could think of doing instead of homework projects. Oh, yeah, I'm back at Middle College, and in Palo Alto. Heh. Another year, another stupid fucking poetry project.
Awhile back, I said I was going to have this huge update on my life since the last time I posted. I lied. I couldn't really write it in a way that didn't sound stupid, like I was trying to brag, look cool, or be pretentious. Since, I've been debating about whether that just means I can't write, or I should just do it, because bragging is the point of livejournal anyway...
'night.