I love it when people are so desperate for popularity that they must try, miserably, to convince me that they are an exception for my lack of ability to trust most people. In fact, I find it so amusing that I actually sit there and listen to what they have to say, ie: "You can trust me, Nicky. I am always there for you. You can tell me anything." ( Read more... )

1. Can a pizza get to your house faster than an ambulance ( Read more... )

How goes it ( Read more... )

Not much going one here ( Read more... )

I have nothing else better to do than update about absolutley nothing ( Read more... )

I am way more hardXcore than you! I took this from my lovely wife!


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No one is going to guess who I visited yesterday with Wood. Chris Bailey. He's skinny and dresses preppy now, but he listens to Fall Out Boy. It's weird.
Anyway, Saturday I hung out with Wood and friends of his family and what not. Chris shot some idiot kid with a B.B. gun. It was hilarious.

I want to be too drunk to fuck.

Mmmm... I had my entire weekend planned out. I was going to be camping with Mandy, Chink, Amy, and Mike. I guess there wasn't enough room in her car. So Mike is just replacing me now. I cancelled everything I could have done over the weekend this week to camp out with them. So I guess I'll just walk over to Wood's house and hang with Chris and ( Read more... )

It has been quite the bore lately. Nothing to amuse myself with. However, dad did bribe me to clean my room. He told me he would take me over to Newbury's. He bought me a cd and a band patch, since my vest seems too plain ( Read more... )