hi folks.

saw confessions of a shopaholic today.

inspiring

I was trying to fulfill a void with drugs and alcohol since the middle of high school. the majority of all plans every night although more impulsive than not were centered around drinking and then whatever else I can put in me. I must say that some people growing up may just have been fucking around and etablishing some control. while others like ( Read more... )

the internet

what about my diary?
the web

what happened to slice?
sierra mist

my weekend was spent with my age friends, expendable cash and forgetable gas.

um whoa!! olympic curling is on i have to watch it.

i dreamt i applied to be a bank teller at commerce, and when i went in for the interview I meet my exboss from kabloom... i made a ruckus. then i woke up to kabloom calling me at 10 30 am asking for me why i'm late... and then i was all like "am i on the scheduale again?" and my ex boss is like " oh sorry victor, bye"

whenever i'm outa socks i think about my father.

he always got clean ones!

my keyboard is filthy.

my thursday night is going to rock because i'm not working, and someone is going to want to take advantage of that.... hopefully, if not...just jakes will be fine. or maybe i'll rethink it. who wants to come to a party at my house on thurday. aight? poppa's gone!

i saw THE SUN ( Read more... )

sometimes i feel like nothing more than a used car salesman, im driving the 6th car i've ever owned, honda civic 5speed. i still have 3 titles to 3 cars in my possesion and none of which or worth more than a thousand dollars ( Read more... )