Monday, December 20, 2010
Blank Minded as Fuck though. Is this the second or third one?
You know.... I hate having feelings an shit. It never works in your favor. I'm not gonna go in depth though. It'd make me sound like one of those bitchy little blog fags. And yes, there is a difference between what I do and what they do.
Click the link below this to read what I do. And please do. I'm serious. Do that shit. (If you're already on the full post... there is no link, you're already there. Just keep reading)
But yeah, shit's not cool. If TJ, and that tall bitch off the show Recess started goin together, what would happen to the rest of the gang?
An you know, I'm a good dude, so I gotta do my Christmas shopping like a man right? So I figure, I'd take my mom along, because I have no idea what these people want... and she does. Now don't get me wrong, I love clothes an shit... but this woman runs around TJ Fucking Maxx like a chicken with it's head cut off. And then she doesn't even buy anything. Why did she make me waste like an hour chasing her around the store, for no fucking reason?
Also, what kind of world is it, where I get ID'd buying fuckin... Red Dead Redemption... which was kind of embarassing actually... like for real? you want my ID?
But yet, I can buy all the swisher sweets and Vodka that I want. What's up with that lol?
What's up with the ESRB people telling me how mature I am too? That shit's gay... Neil Patrick Harris.
This flow too... shit's gettin played... soccer in Paris.
Drake ruined it. Well actually, all of Young Money ruined it. Fuckheads.
I want some 2000 Fire Red 5's.
But I also need a new fucking computer. Mine broke. I'm just using my mom's because she's asleep. swag.
I also have a feeling that my dad bought me some sort of pro tools box for Christmas... Which is great, that'd be the best fucking Christmas gift ever, if my computer didn't break yesterday.
FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU-
whatever though.
I don't know if I'm gettin the Cool Grey 11's either. like, I want em... but I'd rather not see them on the feet of a million other people every day. I swear, at school, at least 4 people wear space jams every day. and then another 4 wear fake ones. I'm not tryna have that. I don't want to be apart of that.
it's not that serious... but still. I think if I get em I'll just wait until like, senior year to even wear em.
I feel like I'm running out of things to say, but I'm kind of entertaining myself, so I don't want to quit...
For real though...
I can't even explain it, I surprise myself too.
I wish I didn't, but I can't help it.
And when I get really mad, I say the illest shit. It's like, really hateful... but I imagine if I'm not saying it to you, it sounds funny as hell, in a weird way.
I've always had that problem. I say shit that'd be cool as hell for a sitcom or something, with a live studio audience... but when I'm saying it to real people, it doesn't work that well. Cause... I've noticed over the years, people tend to have feelings and stuff. And I tend to have a negative impact on them.
I've been trying to quit though.
In fact, over the last few months, I've actually started to appreciate some people. Feels kinda weird actually caring about people a little bit. I'm a fish out of water here.
But uh... today I bought a bunch of those little glow stick things at the dollar store, and busted em open. Then I put the shit inside of em on the carpet, and now the floor in my bedroom glows red constantly. That shit looks too cool.
You know what's in 5 days huh? Saturday bitch.
Festivus is on Thursday too. Shoutout to George Costanza.
My history teacher looks like George Costanza.
man... I'm actually kind of sick of people liking every fucking thing I say on facebook. I need to think of something I can say that will piss everybody off.
somehow I'm in a good mood all the sudden though. Like 5 minutes ago I was just pissed at the world, now I feel like the shit.
This one girl tried to tell me I'm bipolar... but fuck that... I think it's just the music I'm listening to that put me in this good mood... but yeah I told the girl that said that to suck my dick, then choke on the nut.
And yeah... I'm done typing now...
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