Let’s hold off on that for a moment- THERE IS A HUGE GRAMMATICAL ERROR HERE, MISTAH.
It’s hard for me to discern who is a “friend” or just a person who latched on for a grade, and its easy to tell who they are if during the project they talk with you all the time, but post-project they ignore your comments online and such. I think that most of my friends were at my last high school, and I can’t hang out with them much.
How’s it going? Thanks for all the love and support over the years. Your little boy’s a college-bound man now! God Bless you both.
I need money.
READ IF YOU DARE
I’ll be honest. A couple of days ago I had a wet dream, so I’ve been feeling like munching carpet. That’ll probably leave me with an STD or jail time though, so meh.
On a PG-13 note, I can go for some strawberry yogurt.
Hm….. Gabrielle Union? She’s seem viable. Or I can be a eunuch.
I’m going to get my law degree from Harvard and join a fairly influential law firm located in Florida. I’m going to marry a Cuban expatriate named Marisol. Win a couple big cases and create my own firm. After getting some cash, I’ll branch off into other projects, most importantly stem cell research and music production. I might also run for a public office, but we’ll see about that, mayne.
Kanye West. Why?
He’s Kanye West.
Woke up, watched some videos, ate breakfast burritos, watched some Man Vs. Wild, spent time my the sibling, got angry over the loss on wifi, got happy that the wifi came back, ironed clothes, took a bath, quarreled with mom over a FRIGGIN T-SHIRT, changed the t-shirt, drove to Andre’s with wings, watched Kick-Ass with Andre and Bobby, ate wings, drank Dr. Pepper, drove back home, found chinese rice in the fridge, ate chinese rice, typed about my day.
PAGING DR. FAGGOT
FUCK YOU AND YOUR DUMBASS SHENANIGANS I HOPE YOU DROWN IN A SEA OF DICKS
One day in September I decided to make a tumblr because I thought it was a neat mix of internet blogging and seeing what your friends like, but I only knew one person who had one, and we were “friends” but not you know. So during the last week before Christmas I had met sweetfever in art class and thought she was a cool person. I said we could chat later on fb and then she mentioned that she didn’t have one. I said, “Are you Amish?” and then she just told me to make a tumblr and find her, so I did and my tumblr activity increased 1000% fold.
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