| Disneyland so super fun. Went on everything but Finding Nemo. Took 300 photos. Only like maybe 10 due to the fact that I'm picky beyond reason.
Speaking of picky.
Speaking of being lame.
Speaking of...
Jesus, it's so fucking hot in this goddamn room.
I saw Superbad again tonight with Kate Haggin's, and Trevor and John.
Still funny on the second viewing.
My upper body is sore from going to the gym, went with John, I tend to do more work when I work out with someone.
I've been staying up really late recently, and I think it's annoying. It's lame waking up at 12, I feel my day has been wasted away by time moths and time beavers and time sharks and my mom.
Oh mothers. When will they learn that they can't control me.
My hair has been getting pretty good looking recently and my new shaven visage is quite becoming of me. If only I had more time in the day to meet more people.
But you do Hamid.
Good point.
Time to get some intelligence sleep.
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| It's that time where I type in a blog and do funny shit with letters and commas and periods.
I don't miss my xanga because that's an emotion that vagina things have. And no, I'm never serious. You should never take me seriously, I think everything is a game. BUT if i have my serious face on, then it's serious.
DISCLAIMER: EVERYTHING IN THIS XANGA IS PROBABLY NOT AT ALL SINCERE. Do yourself a favor and don't read old entries, I was a fucked up kid in high school.
I fucked things up. Like bean and cheese burritos...
Anyways...
Abortions!
Anyways...
Dead babies and aborted puppies!
I shaved and I don't look too bad at all. I haven't been to the gym for a week. I'd go today but I'm sooo bronzen
Dahlia is leaving tomorrow, I'll be hanging out with her and Honnie. I think...probably...unless I get back from Disneyland early.
John is back. Perhaps a foursome.
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| Great Scotts!
I'm back to writing in this horrible things called Xanga. Sounds like a decease.
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