23 July 2005

42nd Post

It all has to end some time....

Fuck im pissed that my vacation is over. I wish i could just have one more week. but meh, what ar u gonna do? I got my new grafix card in the mail about 2 days ago. Installed it the second i got it. The case was sooooooo dusty. I dont know why my processor didnt fail. There were so many dust bunnys. It was disgusting. Ive been looking at my Cal book and i decided it would be my hardest class. being how it is my ONLY AP class. but i had to look through the book just to make sure. Half of this stuff doesnt even make sence to be in the same paragraph.

I went to freshman camp. Looks like i will get me a fresh bitch. Taylor is still annoying, but i think i can fuck up some freshman morale, i just dont know who will be the one.

Pendleton never looks me in the eye any more. Its funny i think. To think, we used to talk, but alas my time is come to say our woefull...... i donno, we just have to be able to do the small talk or else im going to have to find new..er friends. I mean, i know he isnt giving up his current friends right now, he is too much of a loser to make any. I dont know why im ranting. But in any case, im pretty sure id lose at that , mainly because he is like that fuckin rock in the middle of something important. you know you could probably get rid of it, but its too deep in, and it would take too much work to take it out. so u just meander(sorry just wanted to say that word) about and just kinda get used to its pointless ness..

i miss my syster, she was 'teh fun'

on a lighter note. I am doin pretty well w/my gf. she is cool. We never argue, wich is kinda weird because ive been known to argue just randomly. wich brings up a point...mabe im just conforming, am i tired of all of it? tired of all the work i put into my pointless ness? tired of just being around those that can cause me to break? just conforming? or is she the one that conforms to suit me? does she avoid the whole mixup all together to make me happy? or does she do it to keep me from knowing her true secret? her true self? her othr boyfriend????? or is she like some sort of pirate zombie whos goal is to infiltrate the young minds while they are still in hs so that they can build an army of brainwashed children/zombies and then when they have the army they will revolt against the whole 'why dont we sleep during the day, besides its cooler at night' then we will because as u know, even a sniper cant kill the undead, then we will spend all our resources on keeping the land lit, then the in the underground they will have that room like in Dr. Strangelove, just with more delagates, just think the UN on steroids, renamed UNoS, they will be making a plot to make a huge revolution to kill all the zombies by making them run off cliffs and sending them to a "tour" to the sun, because as you know, they are extreamly clumzy off cliffs and zombies are eazyly killed in space unlike Freeza.....(fukin morons, dont you people know how to kill a zombie, cliffs and space) . and all the while she is making this army of idiot kids, she is having those gothic orgys ive been hearing about,AHHHH!!!! im going to go cry myself to sleep...or mabe im over reacting. but the fact that she is having those unprotected gothic orgys gets to me... or even worse another BF.... now she can let him down easy, but in a month its over.

I win!!! ................................no i dont....
damn

3 comments:

crazybeautiful said...

your weird

crazybeautiful said...

Update more often damn it!!!

Anonymous said...

Hey sexy...


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