i swear, i must have nerve damage in my wrist. EVERYTHING bugs it ni the strangest ways. If i bring my finger across the alien, my hand goes tingly and almost numb.
man oh man. My family seriously has problems, health wise and head wise. and to think, I'm the AVERAGE Engel....well, ok, thats a lie. I'm pretty much one of the stranger ones....nah, im average.
stupid wrist.
fuck! So burnt out. I'm tired. I was up at samms late last night, feeling a little nauseous, but I still hold my record....4 YEARS WITHOUT PUKING. WOOT. why would I though? exactly. WHY would I puke?.... unless I had too much of a bong.
hehe
bongs are fun.
but yes, last night....that was awkward. its NOT nice being in a house with four guys you've never met before, listening and dancing to crap-rap while incredibly stoned, both you and your ONLY friend and these complete strangers. I know now that that is NOT my thing.... not with people I don't know. Any other type of music, I would have been a little more comfortable, but for some reason, guys who dress/act "ganster'-ish and play LOUD rap music while high....well, ok, they scare me. No, see, I would much rather have listened to Led Zeppelin, or ANYTHING other than rap, while stoned. MUCH rather.
oh man, I just about greened out. SO close to puking. Couldn't walk right. honestly, it was a little scary. BUT I'M STRONG, I CAN MAKE IT!....lol.
I shouldn't be talking about this stuff, but....I DONT CARE.
I'm a teenager
I'm a MUSICIAN.... thats wierd. I have never considered myself a real "musician". see, to me, the word musician, means someone who is AWESOME at music, who is the apollo of their genre, etc etc.... in other words, not me.
but yeah, i'm a musician. Cliché and stereotypes say that I am to be a stoner who will eventually die from an Overdose... that won't happen, no worries.
buahaha.
anyway, whats new? I have SO much fucking homework to do tomorrow, a portfolio due monday (that I've hardly begun), an essay due wednesday....test monday as well....forgot my script at school. yipes. I wont have my lines memorized by then. Sorry G.
WSS is coming along well, I think. Some people need to get into it more, or just simply focus. others are rocking the world (bram, duh) and inspire us all....heh.
but yes, things are going.... and by going, I mean I'm starting to get nervous.
anyway, its late. i need to sleep sometime, catch up on it, enjoy it. Mothers day tomorrow.
everyone say "I love you" To your mother, wherever they are. without them, you wouldn't be! duh
goodnight!
man oh man. My family seriously has problems, health wise and head wise. and to think, I'm the AVERAGE Engel....well, ok, thats a lie. I'm pretty much one of the stranger ones....nah, im average.
stupid wrist.
fuck! So burnt out. I'm tired. I was up at samms late last night, feeling a little nauseous, but I still hold my record....4 YEARS WITHOUT PUKING. WOOT. why would I though? exactly. WHY would I puke?.... unless I had too much of a bong.
hehe
bongs are fun.
but yes, last night....that was awkward. its NOT nice being in a house with four guys you've never met before, listening and dancing to crap-rap while incredibly stoned, both you and your ONLY friend and these complete strangers. I know now that that is NOT my thing.... not with people I don't know. Any other type of music, I would have been a little more comfortable, but for some reason, guys who dress/act "ganster'-ish and play LOUD rap music while high....well, ok, they scare me. No, see, I would much rather have listened to Led Zeppelin, or ANYTHING other than rap, while stoned. MUCH rather.
oh man, I just about greened out. SO close to puking. Couldn't walk right. honestly, it was a little scary. BUT I'M STRONG, I CAN MAKE IT!....lol.
I shouldn't be talking about this stuff, but....I DONT CARE.
I'm a teenager
I'm a MUSICIAN.... thats wierd. I have never considered myself a real "musician". see, to me, the word musician, means someone who is AWESOME at music, who is the apollo of their genre, etc etc.... in other words, not me.
but yeah, i'm a musician. Cliché and stereotypes say that I am to be a stoner who will eventually die from an Overdose... that won't happen, no worries.
buahaha.
anyway, whats new? I have SO much fucking homework to do tomorrow, a portfolio due monday (that I've hardly begun), an essay due wednesday....test monday as well....forgot my script at school. yipes. I wont have my lines memorized by then. Sorry G.
WSS is coming along well, I think. Some people need to get into it more, or just simply focus. others are rocking the world (bram, duh) and inspire us all....heh.
but yes, things are going.... and by going, I mean I'm starting to get nervous.
anyway, its late. i need to sleep sometime, catch up on it, enjoy it. Mothers day tomorrow.
everyone say "I love you" To your mother, wherever they are. without them, you wouldn't be! duh
goodnight!


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