I have nothing to update about.

But I do want comments. On anything. Shit, make something up, but if you read this, you have to.

I need something to do. Well. Not right now. Tomorrow, or Saturday.

I am starting to own life itself in Def Jam Fight for NY: lil mike, Big MC - WATCH OUT!

That's it. You can go ahead and comment, if you want to.

I like to update, but I never have anything interesting to talk about. That's why I never get anby comments ( Read more... )

I'm sooooo sick right now.

I think I'm dehydrated.

Death.

Maybe if I feel better I'll go get some pants. From the..uh.. pants store.

Guess what?

I'm going to prom.

Yes.

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Fuck Michigan.

I hate this place.

Nothing good has ever come out of this fucking place.

It's America's god damn left hand.

I hate being pissed all the time.

I definitely need anger management.

I jousted Ben Jorgensen.

A.K.A.

I had a battle of wits, strenghth and balance on an inflatable jousting arena with the lead singer of Armor For Sleep. Go ahead, be jealous.

GET UP, DOUGLAS! There's work to be done.

Its eight in the morning. School isn't for 2 hours. (yes)

I have this feeling that I'm going to be bored today.

I have this feeling that people should call my phone in a successful attempt at reaching me and hanging with me.

Well.

I got a 180 dollar ticket today.

No senior prom for me.

Sorry ladies, I hope you aren't too dissapointed.