Today I'm losing more then half my hair. It is going to be real sad. And Since none of my friends will cut it because they think they are going to do a horrible job and dont seem to pay attention to me telling them I dont care, I have to go up to this place on West Michigan Avenue. Its going to be real deck, I'm getting it styled into a mohawk and everyone will say "Man, thats real whack" but then I'll say "Maybe you should have cut it!" and then they'll be real sad. Its about 6 or 7 inches now maybe a tad less, I plan on having it like 2-3, its gonna be oldschool.
Merissa finally gave me my Christmas gift, its so deck. Essentially its a calender with every holiday you could think of on it such as Polar Bear day or National Apricot Day. Plus on top of that, since she made it its got real sweet pictures.
January - Natalie Portman
February - Gackt
March - Crab Tits (inside joke)
April - Track + Cross Country
May - The OC
June - Jessica Alba!!!
July - France-land
August - Math and Science o.0
September - Soccer
October - ME!
November - Wilbur the Duck (inside joke yo)
December - Monkeys
Its the best xmas gift, besides my camera, as she pointed out. Damn I still havnt given mine to her, i'm really forgetful. Bah, Haircut time.
Hope every swanky person out there had a good time. I went downtown and it was a tad lame, we didnt do much. So me and a real sweet friend traveled down west main street to this block party. It was kinda fin at first, the first few houses were just older people 30s-40s dancing or playing cards and getting plastered. Anyways, we finally went to this one house where not many people were and were just chillen, when a few people came in, they seemed pretty hip, they were about 26 or so. More and more started coming, it was around 1:30 so it was getting more crowded with this happenin' cats. Me and Zander just joined in. We finally left around 3:30. They were real deck.
Once we got back to Zanders, we tried to play some James Bond. But to say the least, we were unable to and just fell asleep until 3:00 the next day.
Ever buy new cologne and then go out, upon returning, smell your hands and find it unbelievable? But naturally instead of remembering that you put unisex cologne on, you think its a girls perfume thats rubbed off on you? Resulting in you thinking about that person non-stop for awhile until you relize that its you, thus feeling a tad bit narcissistic. Its happened to me twice, the first with Banana Republic's Classic.
Ricardo introduced me to SoulSeek the other day which I have been using relgiously since. In fact, it has made me begin to organize my MP3s. Basically it is a P2P program yet has many more things that are considered Rare than K-Lite that are reliable. Most users share entire albums instead of just one or two songs. If you are into the foreign beats, its for you. I've in fact got more foreign then english music off of it. My name on SS is KidFiction. Only downside is that files can only be downloaded 1 user at a time and 1 file from 1 user at one time. But it works out if you leave it on while you sleep.
I'm in the strangest mood ever. I feel like I could strip down to my skivvies and go running down the street forever. It would be so cold and intense. I think it was the pancakes I made in the microwave, they tasted like actuall cake. Or it was that orange which I ate because this time someones perfume or something did rub off on my hand and it smells a tad orange/mango like. Perhaps it was the orange, I know two other kids who get real crazy when they eat oranges, one said he tried to make his glasses explode, or something of that nature. The other, I was talking to her on the phone or online and seriously she sounded as though she was having withdrawls from mesculine or coke.
Why can't everyone be the size of Tinkerbell? The world would be so much better, our resources would be consumed at around 1/27000th of the rate if you figure she is 1/30th our size in each Dimension. Plus on top of that, one country, it would have to be a real neat country, I could run it, anyrate it could have one person thats normal size, so if someone like Sadaam Hussein existed I could just send the Giant over there, instead of starting a stupid stupid war.
I'm really into the foreign musix right now. Plus I have the hips of a woman!
I use to be hilarious beyond belief. For example, I use to write things that'd make people laugh and say things that'd make people smile. Fuck that, I found this story I wrote in five minutes or so, its not very a very good representation, oh well.
Perin walked the partially marked path with his trusty spear, Illiander. Wiping away stray leaves and plants that lay adorned in his way. "Arg" he called to himself still not finding what he wanted.
Continuing onward, the sun began to set, darkening the sky and jungle around this curious priest. Just before deciding to call it quits and head back to his house that he constructed from his own fecal matter, he came upon a pack of lemming. He wasnt sure if the Sacred Lemming of Learning and Botswana was in it, but he intended to find out. He would know by the markings on the underside of the lemming, a hammer and sycle, kind of like the commies.
"LALALALALA" Perin let out a loud girlish battlecry and threw his spear, pericing 3 of the lemmings. All the other lemmings ran off a cliff as soon as he did so. Perin walked over to his spear, noticing he had gotten the one he wanted.
"Yes" he cheered to himself and did a little jig. Now in an Austrian voice, he got closer and said "Ain't she a 'beut'? Look at dem markings".
Supposedly killing the Sacred Lemming of Learning and Botswana one was to gain vast knowledge, but the priest got nothing and relayed "What in zee Hell? Thats it? All I got from that was dinner."
Just then Splinter appeared, you know the rat from Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. He was in his spirit form, since he was meditating or something. He told Perin "Search Inside for Wisdom". Then he went *POOF*
"Of Course!" Perin said giddely, and immediatly ripped open the lemming's abdomen and got smart. Now his house is made out of grass and fecies, because he is smart and knows those two work better.
Alright that was really bad, in fact not even funny more retarded than anything, i cant find my journal with the funny ones in it.
Last night, not one my brightests hours. I was messing around with this string and I needed it cut. But of course I couldnt find my scissors so I picked up my Swiss Army Knife, because I'm a hillbilly, and started to cut it. Naturally being the stupid stupid person I am, I cut towards myself instead of away. Bam, my thumb got fileted like a fish. Well I didnt cut the skin off entirely, and it wasnt deep enough to go to the hospital or anything, plus it was like 11:00 at night and I was real tired. There was a lot of blood, it was real gross. I think I took a picture of it because that could have been the last picture of me and my Thumb! Well not really, but i'm real weird, it sucks.
It was required to watch a bit of parliment in action for a class I have currently. Damn, they are so fly. Its like a white-government freestyle battle. They arn't prunes like the American government is now. THey made me laugh, even though bush does that everytime I look at him, it was for different reasons. If I wanted to become a politician i'd move to england, that way i'd be real sweet and european which is a plus naturally.
&nbps&nbps Physics is my favorite class, the teacher is brilliant. Our lab report assignment was to make an ad that got peoples attention and wanted to read it. Thus I thought hmm.. sex sells and made a report. The report is quite shoddy since I put about 30 minuets into the entire thing. In fact I'd be suprised If I got a 20/30 on it. Oh well, it was based on some photoshop image I had done a while back : boo~. Ew I dont wish to write right now.
