It's odd, how when I'm looking for a sincere excuse I get a hollow apology.
And when I'm looking for a sincere apology I get a hollow excuse

I come home.
Dad "do you remember lance, from the bike club"
mom "He rode that blue suziki"
me "Yeah tall guy dark voice, I liked him"
Dad "he was shot"
mom "six times"
...
me "Why?"
dad "no reason, just bloodly *explitive deleted*
me "good thing we moved"
mom "He's in a wheel chair"
Dad "but he'll never walk again."

This is what I came home to

I went into work today at 12. Then they said go away, and I said "what the shizzel ( Read more... )

Yesterday was pretty fun ( Read more... )

I have spearmint chappies and a tempo bar
One of my moms friends went back to south africa and I was giving the chance to get some small things.
A tempo is made by cadbury, but you don't get them here
And Chappies are bubble gum, but good, very good.
That's my joy.

I found my pipe.
It jumped out at me and it said "HI COME AND SAVE ME!" It was cool

I lost my pipe. It's saddening. I don't know if I left it in jenns car, or my mommy took it.
It's completely possible that my mommy stole it from me. If so I need to find it and get it back. I could've left it in chris' kitchen. Which would suck.

So, I was there for about six hours ( Read more... )

I am a happy member of team pizza hut.

I deliver pizza's. That is my job.

I hate my life. Don't get me wrong, I love my live!
I'm having fun right now. It's great. But it could get a l it better, in that sence that it's not going to get ant better than is already is. The way it's going is not the way I was wanting, but it's welcome. But there's that other thing that I want, but shall never have.

Shit happens.