As of these characters being typed on my very cheap keyboard, it is nearly eleven o’clock into the night. I believe I’ve turned sour of the world at the moment. I’m depressed. I’m unimaginative when it comes to describing how i feel into verbs, so this is the best I got. I’m still shocked about what I want to do in life. Its pretty sad seeing me compared to everyone...
I enjoy having fun. I love fun. Its what I do most in the school other than studying or whining. Its what I do best. But sometimes you just have to say No to fun that turns out to be silly. Sure, we make mistakes, but that is what Losers say. Renember that Spongebob Squarepants episode where Mr. Squarepants sings to Plankton about the definition of Fun? The F is for friends who do stuff...
Hello everyone. I am very pessimistic and very obtuse which at times makes me a belligerent armchair Hitler. I see and think different (Bonus point for the stupendous Apple reference) from my environment, which unfortunately consists of fat people in sportswear and titted ducks. And weed! The local fragrance that many people of this neighbourhood endeavour and endorse so well that the government...