wtf. the ground that i used to worship, now worships me. then i do bologna stuff, and cats dont even dig it. THEN i just get this prediction that i am going to be replaced again by something even better. dont need to blog about this mess on here. i just dont know where to put it you know? shit gets me mad heated. seriously, wtf is going on. i really dont know what to do from here. all this is just a bunch of bitchassness, as diddy says. there's work to be done, and im not ready to work on it. im going to use my current discomfort to motivate myself. i wish angelina jolie would just adopt me .. you know? and in some twisted love story, we fall in love. ahahaha fuck. either that, or i grow like 10 more feet, and imma join next years draft in the nba. cant wait for the laker game tomorrow, its actually something to love. fucking zumiez should call back already. i'd love to work man. i'd work from 93 till. what else do i have in my head? fucking graduate already. i need a career already. i want to come up with something not invented yet, and be offered 15 billion for it. just like the stupid facebook guy. i hate waking up to jimmy neutron, then an hour of fairly odd parents. i need something new in life. something great. i think im going to clean my car tomorrow. or something. .. . i get out at 245 tomorrow. horrible. horrible. horrible. latestart tho. all of a sudden, my vision became so real.. ahahaha. shhits stuck in my head. mother fuck. till next time. for now.. im going to invent some crazy shit. goodnight blogspot. post script: i need to meet Cool McCool.
goodbye!
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