who knows? maybe i'll miraculously remember doing this and come back and read them all over again, given the fact that i remember my e-mail address, which is old enough.
my rear tire popped on my way to skool today, fucking sucked ass.
it happened right before the fucking hill up to the school, stretches about a mile at 30+ degrees. its hard as SHIT and i have to do it every fucking tuesdays and thursdays. i ended up walking up the hill at pitch black with my tail light flashing, while cars flew up the hill one by one.
that..
made me feel like SHIT. i need a fucking car, i said to myself.
GOD i sound so egoistic. ah.
i buy all this art supplies and i can't carry half of them because all i have to fill is my tiny backpack so i can get on my fucking bicycle to class.
but then again at least i won't get fat and sick like most of the people that go to my school lacking exercise and healthy food, content with nintendo wii, and dollar menus all day.
i really need to go to sleep now.