| it's sorta like a dream. no, better.i dozed off on the bus ride to work today but then i woke up after hearing a familiar beat coming from the earphones of the guy sitting next to me. i think it was isaac hayes or wu tang. a couple weeks ago, an old man told a guy to shaddup cos he was yelling at the bus driver, and the guy said to the old man "go fuck yourself you old cunt!" and the old guy shut up but everyone on the bus glared at him while he sat there defiantly. i had a good dream this morning. it was another adventure one and my elementary school classmates were in it. in those dreams i am also a lot less nerdy than how i actually was. |
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| i don't think i'm funny, but i still come up with dumb jokes that make me laugh. "what do you call a constipated detective?" no shit sherlock. |
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| I am really bored. I brought my homework with me but who wants to do that? I feel slightly guilty that my classmate is doing all the work. I'm usually not like that. I'm so bored, I've been colouring my skin with neon pink highlighter and stamping it onto a piece of paper and studying the results. I have concluded that my skin has a very cool pattern. |
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