Jesus, I'm gonna get shot in the foot someday for putting off my homework for some Grand Theft Auto IV right after school. I'm not even kidding; I'll probably end up as a poor and hopeless immigrant who has to work his way up with a gun.
Anyway, I don't fully remember what I wrote about yesterday, and I'm too lazy to go back and check. It's Thanksgiving break, I'll be too worried about bulking up and officially starting "Operation Grow-A-Fucking-Beard-Already-You're-Seventeen (GAFBAYS), and complete those two for Black Friday, where I'll hopefully buy my Killzone 2 and the God of War Collection for my Playstation 3 for the price of a Hamilton.
It's one of those phases where it's like I want to write like Shakespeare one moment, then laze around like a skinny, white asian boy with no energy or motivation. It's what makes us human, yes...
But I hate phases in life. I mean, if it weren't for phases, we'd probably be dead, but... I think I'm applying "phases" to more basic issues. And by basic, I mean relationships and egos... being a fucking teenager. Here we go with my ranting...
11/21- Actually, no, no ranting... finishing this up now, I think I'll just get to my point: I want something serious. A serious friendship, a serious relationship... and that's really about it. Everything else is chill.
WOW, good job getting your point across...
- Ant
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