Laughing is my drug and anti-drug [Whoa mind trip] I love laughing even when no one says a single word.
Yes, i play music. It's funny... even when you suck at something, you keep doing it cause it makes you happy [;
I don't care what people think about me but I do care about what my friends think of me. Don't push my buttons, cause i'll just push yours 10times harder.
"Bitches love me cause they know that I can rock"
Music fucking rocks my skinny jeans.
Who here is bisexual? Oh, that would be me.
You don't know and won't know anything about me unless you talk to me. I don't think writing words down will help you see who i am...communicating is the key element, so don't be shy [:
That's so disturbingly funny. I'm going to ruin if for those who don't get it. THE PHONE'S IN HIS BUTT! *gasp*
I'm going to Canada for two weeks. Next week and the following week. I'm excited but also scared-ish. Why?
One: My father is horrible with directions.
Two: I'm not any better.
We got lost in the hills by my house once. My dad picked me up from a friends house and we couldn't find our way out. It took us an hour or more to get out.
I feel like we're going to get lost in Canada. Or in the airport. I feel it. I know it.
Because I'm going to Oh Canada I can't get my puppy. *tear* But I get him when I get back! Which reminds me. I need a name for him. Wife! I need your creative mind.
You guys should see the bruise I have on my back. Boy is it something. Its all different colors. Like psychadelic mind trip crazy colored. And it hurts like a bitch to bend. twist. anything. Weird thing is I bend and twist on purpose cause it hurts but feels good. Insane right? I'm like a masochist.
In other news. I'm not feeling so hot. Emotionally speaking. And I don't know why. I just feel sad-ish. Eh...
What I am going to be happy about is that in 5 days I'm going to Canada. Woo! Canada! My dads unsure if were going to be gone for two or one week. Either way I'm excited.
I miss my wife. Hi wife. :D
EDIT: AHAHAHAHAHA!!! On the news Son of a Bush a.k.a. George W. Bush was giving a speech in Iraq and this guys gets up and starts throwing his shoes at him! XD Son of a Bush dodged both shoes though. The guy should've thrown bullets instead....Hilarious!
I am watching "I Am Legend" and I'm seriously about to shit my pants!
I don't do scary. suspenseful. creepy. thriller. at all! My friends said "Oh no way. Its not scary at all." And like a retard I believe them. What I hate most is that I can't stop watching. If I were to stop watching right in the middle my mind would completely make up something worse for the ending.
*tear* I'm scared to go bed. I'm going to have nightmares.
Wowzers! I must say it's freezing titties here in my house. :D
Speaking of boobies...Yesterday at school was like "Boobie Day." A lot of well endowed females were just showing lots of cleavage. And because I love females I couldn't help but look....
ANYWAYS! You could all ignore that part.
My back hurts. Why? Here's the story:
My father was sitting on the couch lazily watching tv with his can of beer next to him. I snuck behind him and wrapped my arm around his neck and was yelling "What now?! Huh punk?! Say something!" Then he pinched my arm and I moved it and said "Ow!" *tear* Then he stood up and I jumped on his back and he slammed me on the couch ONTO his can of beer. :D
It hurt really bad and now I have a circular bruise on my back. Its all purplely and I can't like bend. Boom went the dynamite on my back. The best is that while I'm writhing on the floor in pain. My father looks at me and says "....Walk it off..." I thought it was funny.
My friend JBoogie a.k.a. James a.k.a. my new best friend has a Golden Retriever that had puppies. Guess who gets one of those babies. ME. I am super excited. I get it next week I think. I'm not sure but I am so insanely ecstatic I can't think straight.
I was at the mall today and something grabs my leg from behind. I was about to kick it and scream but I turned around and saw it was a beautiful baby girl. I just thought "Oh my god! My prayers have been answered!" So I went down to her level and was like "Hi baby! Are you lost?" And she did something that was so cute. She stuck her finger in her mouth and gave the cutest smile. My heart melted. But then the mother came and was like "I'm so sorry she bothered you! Its so hard to keep track of her" and I said "There is no way your daughter could bother anyone. She's super adorable." Then she said "Thanks...blah blah" I tuned her out and was smiling at the baby.
No joke. Give me a puppy or baby to play with and I'll tell you anything you ask me. I don't pay attention to any of my surroundings. You could ask me what's my deepest darkest secret. And I'll say "I sniff coke 4 days a week. Yes I do. Yes I do." That's an example by the way. Street/Rave/Underground drugs do not touch this body inside or out.
