Reunion
So, apparently I have a high skewl reunion coming up. That’s really fucking with my mind. I’ve asked the skewl librarian to email me a copy of the year book because I can’t for the life of me remember any of these bitches I went to HS with. It’s like WTF? Who are these people? I actually spent 4 years of my life, 8 hours a day with all of these bitches and I can’t seriously remember a single one. Plus, this librarian chick, who was super nice to have emailed me this shit only sent me like 100 pictures. Now, my skewl had about 2,500 people, so the senior class had to be about 400 at least. What happened to the other 300 people?
Anyway…it’s pretty fucked up that I have a 10 (achmmm…cough…cough….cough) year reunion coming up. I still feel like I’m 18. WTF? That’s some pretty fucked up shit right thar. I still remember the senior talent show where I played guitar on “What About Love”. It was fucking YESTERDAY!!! HEART still fucking RULES!!!
A bug just flew into my eye while I was listening to Debbie Gibson
As I’m sitting here trying to listen to some Debbie Gibson a bug flew in my eye. It was pretty bothersome. I tried rubbing my eye and that just made it worse. So I tried talking to the bug. I was all like, “Hey, Bug! Get out of my fucking eye.” And the bug didn’t answer, it just kept bothering my eye and I couldn’t concentrate on the lyrics. I got half way through the chorus of “Shake Your Love” before that fucking bug was bothering my eye again. I had to end up going to look in the mirror and it turns out it was just an eyelash. Oh well, my bad. It was still a very bothersome experience.
I keep forgetting
Damn, I keep forgetting to update this shit.
