That test I didn't cheat on... well I got 86 :) suck it! Eat it! I'm a smart fool. And the guy I would have cheated from only got 72. I guess it is true when they say that you're most likely to cheat from someone that is dumber than you. And that bubble sheet that I just drew a design on, I got a fifty. That's pretty good for not even reading the test :) Pure luck I think. Sometimes destiny just loves me.
Monday, November 30, 2009
I'm pretty well over the fact that this girl just wants to hit it and quit it. With me. I'm like "Erm, well, excuse me, but I have a girlfr.... Oh god HUGE boobs. Don't look. Stop looking. Think about Skye..." I don't want to have to do this all the time so just back down, bitch. Skye Empathy Stranton has my heart. And I'm tired of feeling guilty and confessing to Skye about all this nonsense. It makes me feel like a fucking retard. Am I the only one that has noticed a certain vulgarity in me that is becoming more apparent? I'm swearing more and thinking about sexual things more. I don't want to be that guy. What if that's what the world wants though? But what about what I want??? That matters doesn't it? But then fate... I'm done thinking about this.
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