Girl, you really got me now.

Ugh. What to write? I have like three blogs written out in a notebook but I don’t want to type them out. I think I’ll just ramble on about shit until my fingers are sick of typing (which will be soon). School started again. I really like this semester so far. My harry potter class is awesome!!! Besides it being a harry potter class, jenny is in it with me, which makes it even better. Someone who I can argue with and laugh about it with later. The first class was the sorting ritual. I was super excited about it because I was trying to slytherin my answers up a bit, so I can join Jen in the green and silver group. But I had to open my fucking mouth and be knowledgeable, and get stuck in Ravenclaw. The question I answered wasn’t even my question, it was a class question and I just happened to shoot my hand up and say the answer, like a typical Ravenclaw.

We had our first model in my life drawing class yesterday. Our model, Dennis, is an older, dirty, man with a midget arm for a penis, and a few missing teeth. The class was an hour and forty-five minutes of drawing Dennis. It was fun, and the time went by pretty quickly.

What else to write?? My fingers keep hitting the wrong keys, and adding new letters into the word, making my page fill up with those annoying red squiggly lines.

I’m trying to talk to Brittany right now, but it’s taking her forever to respond back to me because “nuttin” takes forever to do apparently. *eyes droop* I’m getting sleepy, it is about 3:20 in the morning. I should probably go to bed soon but I feel like there is more that I want to say. I think there are a bunch of things that want to burst out of my fingers and onto this page, but I can’t think of any right now. I’m sorry this was such a boring post. Forgive me father for I have sinned.

Basically what were gonna do is dance

It’s been a while sine I wrote a blog, and you know what? I don’t feel like writing one right now. So you all will have to wait. Muahahahahahah! Sucka.



Yeah, that’s right- it’s sneaker night.

A million ways to be cruel

Hmm…I’m going to try to write something less depressing than my last few blogs. Today I went to the park. It was really really nice to walk the track again. I could only do four laps though because global warming was making me sweat. I, being the insecure ass I am, wore two shirts to the track and was drenched in sweat by the time I was on my second lap. If I were to walk into a strip club, I would have won the wet t-shirt contest with no doubt. What else is new? Well, after the park I came home, showered, and fell asleep. While I was asleep I had an awful dream. I woke up ready to kill a bitch. Even though it was a bad dream, I was glad I had it. It made me really happy that I woke up so mad. I don’t know, it kind of made me feel more manly in a way…weird. Speaking of being manly, I was very unmanly tonight. Fran text me, waking me up from the dream, and she asked if I wanted to hang out. She came over, and we went to blockbuster. We rented 27 dresses. I’ve been wanting to see it, but I was going to wait for it to go on tv or order it online or something. I didn’t have much faith in it…but man was I wrong. I have no clue if Fran liked it, nor do I care, but I loved it. I am seriously the gayest straight man I know. I felt so bad for Jane (the main character), then I was so happy for her. I was starting to yell at the screen at some points. I squirmed in my seat out of happiness at one point. I laughed, didn’t cry, and I wanted to drive over to Brittany’s house and kiss her when the movie was over. I must own this movie now…hint hint. Anyone wanna surprise me with it? Heheh…I’m so gay. I guess that’s all. Peace.