lawl?

peace out craptober.

you and your dasdardly deeds.

HELLO EXTRA HOUR OF SLEEEEP

oh men

I had some nutella today.

and im like damn breh

the europeans one upped the US.

pretty badly

maan

yugioh jerks invading my last fortress of cool. giant burger. I guess I will wander the earth, searching for a new place to chill without paper monsters.

also my back hurts

of which i also blame yugioh

BTW

WHATEVER I SAY SHOULD NOT BE TAKEN PERSONALLY.

ONLY PROFESSIONALLY.

ALSO,

MUH NUH MUH NUH

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gRRFfg2Guq4

Great test of faith

I failed miserably. Looks like I need to stockpile on the Jesus Juice

sigh

i want a dream where im practicing something. like skating or playing bass. thatd be tight. i heard that if you practice something in your dream, it helps develop the skill in real life. but what do i know? im no chiropractor.

wat?

I suppose!

Despite being one of the most gnarharlay days of my life, today is one of my favorite days ever.

4 hours basketball. ooooh baby

gonna be feeling that in the morn

Its one thing...

to poop a deadly, formidable poop without spraying some febreeze.

that's rude enough

BUT TO CLOG THE TOILET AND LEAVE IT OVERNIGHT?

You just crossed the line breh.

Honestly, it's not that complicated to unclog le tualeyet.

JUST .... ARGH

I would be proud to clog the toilet. It's my declaration of "my poop is the samson of the temple which we call the toilet"

ASSERT YOURSELF

OMG YEY THIS ONE!

FIRST A GIANT THUNDERSTORM

THEN A BLACKOUT

THEN WALKING IN THE WATER

NOW NO SCHOOL.

OFFICIALLY THE GREATEST SCHOOL DAY EVER

Only one thing I will ever be anal about

And that thing is

My music library

If you looked at my library, surely you will be jealous.
Because I have tagged them all personally, complete with album art, and in the correct genre.

your music library will never be as great as mine

because I am never content with having one song from one album, that looks disgusting in my music library.

nope, i must have the whole album so that my library is balanced.

you would die for my music library

because it is MY music library

so many things are in my mind

like, my mind is some sort of a BUMBLEBEE

I went to visit my gomo (aunt) in a nursing home in San Jose. scariest place in teh world. First when you walk in, you see a quaint room with a rug. typical rug room. Then, i started walking toward room 108 where gomo was. Along the way, old g-ma's scatter the hallways, all in wheelchairs.

Gomo's room has 2 extra beds, one with another white haired g-ma, and one empty one, with a half eaten bowl of cereal still on the sheets.

This white haired g-ma is nuts man. Like insane in the membrane with nothin to gain. First, she tells my mom to empty a suspicious blue bowl. My mom was like noty and called in an attendant. Then, this cracka tells me to lower her bed. I'm like noty and call in an attendant.

Then gomo and I are just chillin and talking. When suddenly, something thumps my back. I turn around and see some mexican g-ma staring at me, mumbling something. I swear man, she be casting spells on me like she wanna be in The Crucible; the whole time she looking at me like O_O.

Yes, I pooped my pants, and yes, I called in an attendant. It was very creepy though, my gomo was also at a lost for words, and kept repeating "this is not your room". Thinking about it right now is making me poop my pants.

At last, it was time to go. But of course another g-ma gotta make me defile the front part of my pants. A Mexican g-ma was in her wheelz next to room 108. Right when I step out, she screams like a mutha-banshee. I piss my pants, she's pissin her pants, the attendant obviously runs over, and now I'm out of extra pants.

My point? The first place of a zombie outbreak will most definitely be in that nursing home. F that place man. I'm out of jeans

NO WAY

mom got a massage machine in the form of a lifejacket. it's too crazy. its like rocks pummeling you at a variety of speeds. I'll probably die.

Note to self: It hurts hella bad when applied to face.

perhaps tHIS ONE?

my dad cannot play call of doody 4 with me :(

buts its ok.

my skteaboaterd parts come in next weeeek. so excited :D:D:D

i have a calculus test tomorrow. so not excited D:D:D:

that is all

im just crazy like that

so today i was getting my daily dose of starlight, when i noticed something a bit peculiar.

BREATHING

mr red pants was all like

blaaack holes and revelaaattttioooonsss *BREATH*

it wasnt even a gasp, it was a wheeze. so next time you listen to a song, listen for the breaths, so you can trip out like me