February 2012
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I really need to do chem work, but I’m searching for a nice backpack on etsy instead. I really don’t want to accept the fact that school is tomorrow, sigh.
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I should probably start saving for bamboozle and all the other shows coming up, and hopefully for california again over the summer. ugh money.
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conversations with my mom
her: have you ever smoked?
me: no.
her: would you tell me the truth if you had?
me: no.
her: so are you lying?
me: no.
repeat with every other bad thing I could ever possibly do
remember that time I was sitting in the airport during a 3 hour layover wishing I was still with people I met on the internet who live on the opposite side of the country
so much sad, man.
people who laugh at my jokes:
me
wyatt
but mostly me
jesuspoop:
hey remember when sam was here yeah i miss that time
sigh
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wow I’m at the airport and I look like shit to match the way I feel holler @ me
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uh so yeah I just really don’t want to go home. I thought coming here would be really uncomfortable and I would feel really out of place, but this week has been the only instance in a long time where I feel like people actually want to be near me. Which is fucking ridiculous that I feel out of place with everyone at home that I’ve known for so long and I feel completely comfortable and...
today, I’ve:
gone to the mall
eaten panda express
gone to anna’s
gone to five guys
gotten ready 3 times
gone to the pure noise tour
and now i’m going to a party
hardcore life man
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pat kirch is like 5 and doesn’t know what sex or relationships are why would you ask him for advice stop that you are dumb this is why you are single
