Wednesday, August 17, 2005
So I won this awesome shirt off of ebay today and I paid for it and all and the seller says I'll get it 2-3 weeks from now. Damn. I lose.
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Tuesday, August 16, 2005
ifff you wannna get down, you got to take her out...COCAINE.
Let us talk about Eric Clapton, shall we?
Back in the olden elementary school days, my padre used to play his "Clapton Chronicles" album over the speakers of the backyard at the old house. <--That right there is my explaination of my love for "My Father's Eyes". Oh how I enjoy it. I especially like the background vocals. The entire cd is not enjoyable so much, though...in fact, it sucks. Way to go, loser.
Eric Clapton-friend, I'm sure you are aware that I think you were at your best with Cream, since I basically preach this...along with my hatred of 50Cent. Anyway...how about a reunion tour please? I apologize for my bad luck of being born in the 90's..speaking of bad luck, you know " Born Under A Bad Sign" is my jam. mmm and "Sitting On Top Of The World" yesssss. Anyway, I'd pay big bucks to see you fools, I would. SO DO IT.
I enjoy how he looks like a regular old man now, since he was like a crack head back in the day. Nice job on the rehab centers. I bet you still do crack. You can't hide.
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WHY IS MY FONT UNDERLINED
nevermind.
I decided to make an xanga for fear of people discovering my livejournal. Actually, that doesn't make sense, due to the entire world having an xanga. I'm not sure how to pronounce that. So there isn't a point in this besides..you know I really do actually dislike xanga greatly because some enjoy putting stupid music and lots of OKAY POPUPS PLEASE STOP RIGHT NOW. Ha I just signed of without saying bye to any fools. Ok anyway.
There is no point to this. I'm not going to tell anyone because that means that I can say whatever shit I want. Speaking of which...I'm going to try to not be so explicit with this. Starting now. YEAHHH HRIGHT. ok I will try. This Pearl Jam song is so very beautiful. OOKOKOKOKOKOK. I might tell Gilster since he is my favorite gay but I don't know.
My hair is currently in fro-form.
LETS TALK ABOUT SCHOOL.
First hour I have drama with Morganos. There's this really tall guy with curly blonde hair in this class that wears really awesome clothes. Anyway, it's going to suck a bit but whatever. blahblah. SPEAKING OF..I recieved my locker in this class and IT IS IN THE D WING WHAT THE HELL AM I GOING TO DO WITH A LOCKER IN THE D WING. Nothing ok, nothing. I frown.
Second is Engrish and my teacher is an old weird skinny gal WHO WON'T REALIZE THAT WE'RE ALL BY THE AIR CONDITIONER SO WE CANT REALLY HEAR HER WHEN SHE WHISPERS GEEZ. I should stop. Yeah so it's going to be hard and I'll probably make a C. yay C's.
Thuurrrrd. I keep getting more pop ups. ok. Third is Geometry YAY SHAPES and there's like....5 sophmores and 20-something freshmen. COOOL.
Fourth is gym, which basically means I have both lunch shifts since gym doesn't matter...to me.
Lunch will be great since like 10 pals happen to be there. We had a nice lunch today.
5th is World History with Mr. Lerchie YES and he's neato. And I have it with some pals and my dear ALICE MORALICE. She's a cool gal. Maybe one day she will change her last name to Moralice.
6th is BIOLOGY. My doom has arrived. This is bad. BAD OKAY ITS REALLY BAD I'M GOING TO FAIL. The teacher is a big Star Trek fan and the class is large and I have no one to talk to due to assigned seats. We have to do science fair. A guaranteed C in this class. SKOR.
Still riding the bus home. Eventually rides from Nicole or Gilster will happen. WHOAAAA I just realized that maybe Russell could take me home. OHHH WOW OK I should remember this.
So this year I decided that I'm not going to skip class (much) because last year my many many absences in classes - mainly spanish - on my report card were looking suspicious. Good times happened last year due to skipping. One time I skipped science and went with Gilster to the debate room and watched a bootlegged Star Wars. ahahah that was great and then Mr. Gallant came in and Brandy and I had to pretend we were sleeping and we were so scared. aaaaaaahaha. ok.
This summer blowed. I did do fun things like riding around with Nicole, who only has her permit so whenever we're out at 11 at night I always said that if we got pulled over I would be her cousin from Georgia or something. And then Gilster would freak and tell the truth. Whatever, my parents would kill me.
OHHHH SPEAKING OF OTHER THINGS THAT MY PARENTS WOULD KILL ME FOR:
Gabby gave me the number of this guy that works at Skinworks or something that will do nose stud piercings for minors without the parental crap. AHHH!!!!! Ok so I made a plan with Gilster. When he gets his license in December, I will call this fool up and see what the deal is and maybe I could get the sanded down to my nose, skin colored or clear one so then my parents couldn't tell.
I love my idiot self.
A pal in the name of Joe suggested some music to me and I'm listening to it now..Ohio Players specifically..and it is nice. NICE.
I now have to go scraitin my hair because I'm not cool. More updates will come because I HAVE NOTHING BETTER TO DO besides play Snood. yeeeeaahahhhhahagmmfdmgf.d.z