why does it seem like all fuckin shit fill my life???

an illegal commercial:

oist! -arvin

been so busy all week.
watched this movie, big fat liar.
didnt even know we were suppose to watch the movie.
we bought pa3ck a present for his stupid birthday..
hell, it should have been a nice, comfy fountain pen.. never mind..
yeah, really. never mind

background music:
youuuuuuu... youuuuuu... are you innnn?

the dAY kicks back by waking me up an hour and a half earlier than im suppose to.
arvin arrives at the house saying he has some news for me. news, ha! for me.
i asked "is it good or bad?"
"bad", he replied. "but it might be good in some way" really. he said those exact same words.
"whaT?" i said picking my backpack up the floor.
and it goes on that way until he told me about box car racer and blink 182 and the crap that goes with it.
that was for the early morning wake up call.

once again we had film viewing in our class.
just when i finally decided to actually look at the tv screen, i heard my classmate sing one of box car's songs.
god, it was horrible. in reality the song sounded a little off beat for tom but hearing my boy-band addicted friend sing it from his mouth, that was something else too disturbing.

i hate him..

had a stupid day today like owayss.. but before all that lets go to today's greatest achievement:
ive seen the video of Ape dos mill

for the first time arvin didnt accuse me of gawking at "hot-shot" andres while he walked by in school this afternoon,(quote: no, i do not gawk at him. somehow i cant find the reason to).
in history, we had film viewing but after the movie all i discovered was that my neck hurt frm turning my head sideways too long while takin a nap. and i also found out tiny pieces of kornets sticking out of my hair (courtesy of arvin, i guess).

today's wonders:

what happened to our THE teacher??

when is arvin paying me back to everything he ows me???

he said, he caught julian looking at me..... now, what.the.hell.is.that??????

the sickest things happen to the sickest people... awww. um, dont i deserve a break??? even so..

CultureShock v.2

the nightmare scenario
running from dharma
thirteen over eight
sceva
capitol air
blind influence
drop machine
deviation theory
mad revere
derringer
the arsenal
definition of suffering
evenfield
holley drive
and The socks

party over here...

.... travis in dellirium

its always a push to do projects when it would cause awful fucked sums of money.
aNyway same goes to eVERYTHING!!!
so i was reading this book about two virgin pregnant teenage girls. the one was suppose to give birth to someone like Jesus Christ and the other to the son of Satan. how can this be? my amiable mind asked me. and i told him (well im not sure but if brains are to have genders id like mine to be a guy, at least) hey its fiction, fucker. anything can happen. anyways, this book was written by James Patterson and its title was Cradle and All, i think. whatever, its a good book.

got over geometry and physics quizzes today. tangynah ang hirap nun noh.. buti nlng andyan si sy bin-bin! thanks a million to you, you're such an angel sometimes!!!

the IQ tests says im a visual mathematician. like hell i am. nothing's quite for sure right now.
but HERE is something REAL

tried editing my blog last night but can't get through. its been raining for the past three days non stop and boy, am i glad. its that fucker going on a fellatio again. man.

this is such a stupid stupid day... but anyway, the perfect maker upper just found its way to me. daryl is so good in singing he got me drunk with his voice...!

aLLLLLLLL right...................

just got home yesterday from YFC camp... of all the things im expected to realize its not one of the story materials again!!!!



yeah boy....