January 2009
Okay so today I’m helping Danielle paint her room, eventually.
So whenever she calls meee, I guess. It’s too bad she can’t figure out how to PICK UP HER FREAKING PHONE because I need to ask her what I should wear to church tomorrow, but it’s all good. I guess. I hope we TP Nick or Sam’s house tonight.
Man vs. Self
Man vs. Man
Man vs. Environment
Man vs. Society
Aww Shhit
My dad’s best friend from college died at 6:45 this morning. We just heard about an hour ago. It really sucks cause he was just like family to us. I cried a little.
And even better, I have an essay on optimism due tomorrow, so damnnn. I don’t want to write at all, much less about optimism.
Everyone’s freakin’ dying on me.
Dodgeball tournament tomarrow.
Uhuh Uhuh Yeah Yeah.
“That’s bull,” he said.
“Ever since the cat took up the...”
– RENT
“First of all, how good lookin’ is my wife?”
– Barack Obama (via allisonweiss)
I fucking HATE Jessy’s “boyfriend”.
He’s creepy. Fuck him, FUCK HIM UP THE ASS.
God, he’s all like “Maggie’s not REALLY your friend, she’s only KNOWN YOU HER WHOLE LIFE.”
Ohmygod going to KILL HIM DEAD.
She keeps calling off our plans cause he’s a douchebag and she’s a sucker.
OMGOMGOMG IT’S SNOWING IN GEORGIA.
OMGOMGGOGMGOGMGOSDgjdpiosak Shitting my pants here.
OHLORDOHLORDOHLORD.
Sweet JESUS!
It won’t stick for long…:/
Took 3 IQ tests:
114
111
141????
“I am called from another world. I try to live perfect. I built this park of broken pieces to try and mend a broken world of people who are traveling their last road. I took the pieces you threw away and put them together by night and day. Washed by rain, dried by sun, a million pieces all in one.” - Howard Finster
She thinks she’s so tough.