Laughing is my drug and anti-drug [Whoa mind trip] I love laughing even when no one says a single word.
Yes, i play music. It's funny... even when you suck at something, you keep doing it cause it makes you happy [;
I don't care what people think about me but I do care about what my friends think of me. Don't push my buttons, cause i'll just push yours 10times harder.
"Bitches love me cause they know that I can rock"
Music fucking rocks my skinny jeans.
Who here is bisexual? Oh, that would be me.
You don't know and won't know anything about me unless you talk to me. I don't think writing words down will help you see who i am...communicating is the key element, so don't be shy [:
Usually. I love shy people. Especially when I'm the one who gets to break them out of their shell and turn them into psychochotic superfreaks like me.
In this case I hate shy people. English today was no fun. No fun at all. My teacher placed me in a group with two shy people who I don't know. Two shy girls I didn't know. I tried being friendly: "Hey my name is Kaylie or Kay. Whatever tickles your fancy." And they said "Hi...I'm Amanda....nice...me...you" and "Chelsea..." GRR! Amanda talks in a volume only dogs can hear and Chelsea doesn't talk at all. I had to do all the talking cause I like giving presentations and cracking jokes here and there.
I don't mean to be totally conceited right now but we totally got an "A" because of me. And they know it. BOOYAH! I love booyah. Don't you love booyah? Gotta love that booyah.
New poem I wrote cause I was in a lovey-dovey mood.
I think it turned out pretty good except one part that sounds awkward to me. Oh wells.
Me and father also put up the ol' Christmas tree. We have a fake one. We got a real one last year but the were lots of bugs. And towards the end all the leaves like fell off and the tree died. :( Oh wells. I like the fake one more. Although it smells like dust rather than pine or whatever. And its economically friendly!
Yesterday at school during 5th period I was on my way to use the pee-pee room.
The tiles in the hall are like all one light color with random dark colored tiles scattered around. So because there was no one around I was doing that "only step on the dark tiles" thing cause I'm retarded. So I'm like hopping around and this guy is coming down the stairs and I guess I was distracting him so he misses the last step and falls on his face.
I was trying so hard not to laugh but when I hold my laughter in I make that piggie noise. So I have both my hands over my mouth and I'm dying on the inside. Then he gets up all crazy fast and says "You didn't see shit okay?!?" and runs away. Highlight of my day. High-larious.
My dad is currently on a date with this chick. I met her once and...she's kind of weird. Olivia. She's white I guess. 5'6" and kind of chubby. Long blonde hair and an okay face. Not completely unfortunate. She gives off a hippy-ish vibe. I don't know. She called me Kay Bear....it was hella weird.
What I fucking love about women my dad dates is that they try so hard to get me to like them. They'll offer to take me places. Buy me stuff. And totally kiss my ass. All I really want from them is to leave me alone-ish. They really try hard and I laugh at them. Ha Ha Ha. Behind their backs to my dad of course.
There was one lady he dated I'll never forget. Allison. Wow did I hate her. She had the biggest attitude. She was actually pretty-ish too. I don't think she liked me very much. Can't blame her though. I gave her "tude" back. When my dad was looking she was nice. When he looked away she turned into the devil. Rawr she angered me greatly.
My dad has a bad taste in women. He should let me pick. I have a great taste in women. Look at my wife Sam. She's a genius. She's funny. She sings and dances. She writes. She's caring. She's gorgeous. She has a wonderful personality. She's perfect. Everything you could. Would. Should. Want in a women.
