| goodbye 07
hello 08
so i know i usually make resolutions. some stupid, some relevant, some just wtf was i thinking. this year i want to make some legit ones. maybe ill be successful at them maybe i wont. but at least here they will be set. ill come check back in another year.
1. stop this roid biz and get back into pre-college, water polo/ volleyball physique.
2. eat healthier.
3. run a marathon? okok. maybe a half marathon will do
4. truly cherish my next two quarters as a CP
5. seriously now. get some decent grades man. wtf.
6. keep it real.
ill update this as needed.
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| experiment 3
write your lovers name in wood
see which lasts longer
the words
or your love
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Treat you better than me cause that's the heavenly key
to unlock the inner strength where my essence will be.
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| I'm with you in Rockland
where you bang on the catatonic piano the soul
is innocent and immortal it should never die
ungodly in an armed madhouse
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| looks like im missing the two only xmas parties that i ever go to. my
family xmas eve party. and my dads friends xmas eve eve party. yes due
to my job. yes northwoods. FS. oh well. some people have to work so
other people can enjoy a nice evening dining out at a restaurant? i
suppose. and that people is me people. i also work new years eve. what
the flux. oh well. on the bright side ill probably make a little $$$
and not have to eat that very delicious food which will therefore save
me from extra lbs. i suppose. anyways.
i had this dream last night where i was in a parking lot. i was
getting out of my car when this old beaten up car drives in slowly. and
i was like the only one in the parking lot with this car. then this guy
comes out with a shot gun. so i threw my wallet, my car keys, and my
phone at him. he picked it up. told me not to move. jacked my car.
drove right past me. made a u -turn. put down the window. pump shot me.
i flew back hit the floor. and it was hella weird cause i felt like
pain? and then i was like arite ill live i think. and then he came back
and pump shot me 3 more times. and then i woke up and my chest/stomach
hellaaaaaa hurt. reminded me of the matrix. but anyways. scary dreams.
maybe it was all that crap i ate. pho+ thai tea boba+ dutch apple pie +
vanilla ice cream+ oreo cookie boba= pump shot in yo gut sucka?
oh and i got to see my old elem friends. that made me happy. my lifetime friends.
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