Today is Tuesday, today is Tuesday, today is Tuesday... just keep telling yrself that. I have to work Friday if i want a 3 day weekend. If i want Labor Day off. Today is Tuesday.
I got bored and high and bought a buncha stuff. Four belts, three pairs o' pants, a shirt, three CDs, and a pair of shoes.
But i forgot to pay my Columbia House bill. And now i want movies. And now i have to shell out another 110$ if i wanna buy more movies.
Ong Bak is out.
I get paid three times this month... it's weird how much that means to you.
I need to get onna better sleeping schedule. I need to be up by noon at the latest. I got on this up-all-night thing because that's the only free time my friends and i had to hang out. Now they're all working thirds and i'm a-fucking-lone again.
The worst part about giving yourself an afro? Combing the shit out when you realize (again, and again, and again...) it's not funny or cool.
It's just stupid.
It's not even a real afroit's closer to a jewfro. But it's not even that. It's just... weird. So i'm not doing that again.
For a while, atleast. Until i get bored with my current hair and decide to do something stupid.
I've expanded upon my views of god.
(not my expanded vews upon god)
10% of the sex i've had was unprotected.
60% of the sex i've had was unexpected.
It seems like i'm only pro-choice to keep my options open.
So a new batch of students means a new batch of weaknesses. And the new group is gonna be a handful, i can tell.
I like the way she smiles. It's not even how she smiles, but the thing her eyes do when she's smiling.
I'm in it for the defining characteristics. People call em flaws, but to me they're defining characteristics. Endearing and unique. Superficial things; scars, sounds, movements, marks. The things that make you unique from another.
I dont trust a girl with no flaws.
Your flaws make me comfortable with my own. I love your idiosyncrasies.
bop.
I got bored and high and bought a buncha stuff. Four belts, three pairs o' pants, a shirt, three CDs, and a pair of shoes.
But i forgot to pay my Columbia House bill. And now i want movies. And now i have to shell out another 110$ if i wanna buy more movies.
Ong Bak is out.
I get paid three times this month... it's weird how much that means to you.
I need to get onna better sleeping schedule. I need to be up by noon at the latest. I got on this up-all-night thing because that's the only free time my friends and i had to hang out. Now they're all working thirds and i'm a-fucking-lone again.
The worst part about giving yourself an afro? Combing the shit out when you realize (again, and again, and again...) it's not funny or cool.
It's just stupid.
It's not even a real afroit's closer to a jewfro. But it's not even that. It's just... weird. So i'm not doing that again.
For a while, atleast. Until i get bored with my current hair and decide to do something stupid.
I've expanded upon my views of god.
(not my expanded vews upon god)
10% of the sex i've had was unprotected.
60% of the sex i've had was unexpected.
It seems like i'm only pro-choice to keep my options open.
So a new batch of students means a new batch of weaknesses. And the new group is gonna be a handful, i can tell.
I like the way she smiles. It's not even how she smiles, but the thing her eyes do when she's smiling.
I'm in it for the defining characteristics. People call em flaws, but to me they're defining characteristics. Endearing and unique. Superficial things; scars, sounds, movements, marks. The things that make you unique from another.
I dont trust a girl with no flaws.
Your flaws make me comfortable with my own. I love your idiosyncrasies.
bop.
" it's weird how much that means to you."
i find that most of the time things that are compleatly arbitrary seem to have extreamly significant meaning in my life.