SAYURSORRY

I really wanted to say fuck. So i wrote fuck. Dont ask why i had a huge impulse to write fuck. I think my heads gonna pop. I went on the weirdest trip today. I took a shower and forgot i was a person and i thought really loud and i couldnt tell if i was talking or not. Then the shower got cold and i realised where i was. It was cool, scary, but cool. Ive done nothing all week. Yesterday I chilled with logan and we got really bored and bought a fart machine and put it on the side of the drink fountain at mcdonalds. And we would make it go off when people got drinks it was really funny. Then i started to think how outragiously immature i am… until logans dad showed up. And he helpes us make people think other people farted. Overall it was depressingly hilarious.

Amira got her phone taken away, it only dawned on me now to talke to her on here. So amira let me know if u wanna do something. Not tomorrow though cuz i have work.

Until nexttime

Fuck

HAHA. You still haven’t changed the password….i could definitely tell lies about you now. But i won’t. Cuz you’re like….the best and i don’t have anything bad to say about you….unless i lie. But that’s not what im about….i don’t lie. That was a lie. I don’t lie…much….when i impersonate my friends on blog sites. See…now that was no lie. Idk when you’re gonna check this…no time soon probably..unless i tell you. I won’t tho.  So whenever you read this…know that im not dead. Unless i do die…that would be unfortunate. I’ll try not too. You’re awesome…that’s all. =D

Much luff, Amira!

Sorry I know its been a long time. But I just don’t really feel the whole “Diary” thing. Seeing as how I only have one reader. Anyway… Im really tired. And sad for no reason. I was at work today and this girl came in with cuts all over her wrist. It made me really sad. I felt really bad for her, but I didn’t say anything, I didn’t want her to feel worse. Besides I didn’t know what to say, “Oh, that sucks!”. Anyway. I got new shoes today! Woo!

http://www.utilityboardsupply.com/get_item_las670_lakai-jericho-shoe-black-white-suede.htm

Nothin special, but I need black shoes for work. So I ordered a different pair of shoes from that store two months ago. They never came. So I ordered these shoes two days ago and they came today. Woo! They also gave me a bunch of free stuff. A new belt, wallet, sunglasses and possibly my favorite a poker vizor. Im pscyched on my new stuff.

This is my second post, hence the title. This is also a unique post because I am doing it from my cell phone. I don’t have much to say but I felt the urge to write, for those of you who don’t blog its like crack, and Amira is my dealer. On a different note, I had to work today. It sucked. But, I do bear interesting news ( pun intended [you’ll see why in a second]), two for two on the sub parenthesis. Manbearpig is real. I swear to jesus a woman came to my checkout who looked like a pig. Her cart contained nothing but discusting desserts, which I only presumed were to be enjoied at her lonesome. I could not understand this woman’s pigspeak, that (although sad) was not a joke. I had checked out all her items but one, a cake, which would not ring up. She insisted on waiting a half an hour for my manager to come over so she could have her precious piggysnack. I told her that I could check her out (not the hit on way) except for that one item and she although pissed off accepted my offer and made on her way to the troughs. Im sorry for how much in poor taste that joke was. But thats what I do at work.

I guess this is my first post, rad. I think I might keep my password. Amira might want to make me appear gay or something later in time, besides it kinda grew on me. ( you’ll understand this if your supposed to [Amira]). So today was the first time I had to use sub parenthesis, Hell Yeah, New low. I don’t really know what to write about. I was just lacing my shoes and I just took the old laces off and was halfway through the new ones before I realized, I don’t want to lace my shoes right now. Sweet. Now I have to finish these, which don’t look good and are way too small, or put the old one’s back on. I know, I know… What kind of straight man puts this much thought into shoes. Well im Black. This is probably a good place to end my first post.

Hey Sean, this is your accound, ye? yee..

This is technically your first post, until you delete it.

Become obsessed with blogging…like me. =D

iss fun

But anyghwayy…penis

I feel like writing something to you…like a really long story that you’ll HAVE to read cuz ill title it something interesting..but i can’t think of anything. So i’ll teel you about this one time

Ok, so this one time….

My bus was late, so i decided to walk to school. My 2 frieeends and bro-skey joined me. We passed the bus stop after ours and the bus still wasn’t there so we kept walking. Then we were just about to go on the train tracks and our bus passes by. It stops cuz it had to turn, so i got stupidly excited and ran back up the hill to get on the bus, then it started moving again and i get sad so i run down the hill fast, but then it stops again..i then run up to the bus and curse out the bus driver and thro a fit. Even tho in that time spent doing that i could’ve gotten on the bus… But then we started walking on the tracks. By the way, this was the day that I wore the footy pjs, so i was hot as balls. As we were walking..i think we might of been a quarter of the way there…we found some bamboo sticks. So we decided to be super awesome and carry them all the way to school with us. I broke mine so i threw it at a tree. My bro was the only one that kept his. We were halfway there and someone yelled from their window for us to get off the tracks, and my friend yelled back at him(i forgot what he said, but it was funny). Then my other douche bag friend started running cuz more people were able to see us. And he didn’t wanna be seen with a footie pj wearer or a bamboo stick carrier or a black kid(hehe jk). It was a real dick move. Not to mention he didn’t talk to me all day cuz of my pjs to protect his “rep”. But while he was running away i yelled at him. My other friend told me to shut up cuz i was humiliating myself. I felt really sad at that point but i was still like whatever. Then we got to school only like 5 minutes late. It was great. But my body temperature was way high and i felt like i was dying. But yea, i’m never walking/running to school ever again.