school starts tomorrow.
For me, too! Except I would change the title of this post to “Oh, JOY!”
Good luck, baby hermano.
This is where you and I differ.
And the whole, being different genders thing…
Awkward.
school starts tomorrow.
For me, too! Except I would change the title of this post to “Oh, JOY!”
Good luck, baby hermano.
This is where you and I differ.
And the whole, being different genders thing…
Awkward.
school starts tomorrow.
Tis a lie
of all the songs I’ve ever tried to post, THIS one works? I’m calling your manager.
Still has me shaking with excitement.
It started raining at exactly 3:25 a.m. At least near me, because I was awake the whole time and it went from sounding like nothing to suddenly sounding like rain hitting my roof. The thunder and lightning kept me awake until five, and then an hour later my alarm went off which indicated THAT I HAD TO GET UP AND CADDIE FOR PRETENTIOUS RICH PRICKS. It was still raining, so I said “fuck that” and fell back asleep. An hour later my dad woke me up, informing me that it had rained but I should still go up and caddie. At that point it was 7:31, which is far too late to show up to the country club expecting to work. I’ll never be able to explain that to my parents, or how much I hate my job. Well, I hate my job until the very end of the round(when they give me their money). So, I decided to humor my parents by putting my work clothes on and convincing them to give me the keys so I can go elsewhere. Now let me ask you something, do you remember that episode of Hey Arnold! when Arnold and Gerald play hookey and do lots of random crap? Only to return to school and find out that they were having carnival day or something? Well, I drove past the club for shits and giggles, and it was apparent that a large tournament was going on. And if I recall correctly, yesterday my boss Bill said as I was leaving “You’re coming early tomorrow right?” and I nodded for some reason. I clearly could have been making money, and Bill probably thinks I’m an unreliable piece of shit. Whatever, soon I’ll have more important things to complain about. Like money, or something.
Get over it.
Every song I try to upload fails. SCREW YOU TUMBLR, AT LEAST I’M NOT THE INTERNET
Speaking of which, I should probably finish my summer reading right? Too bad I’m soooo good at procrastinating. BUT REALLY I AM AND I CAN’T STOP IT
Senior year better be awesome, like everyone says. Hopefully it won’t suck like you know, junior year.
me to do something with my life.
Life= Over.
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