||[Jan. 3rd, 2005|05:58 pm]
|[||i need some lovin' 'cause i feel
|[||dancin' on my bed and singin'
|||||Ryan Cabrera - Take It All Away||]|
Yeah so, yesterday night Jim got on my case about some shit. He kept askin' me why I didn't have my license and blah blah. Then he said your failing all your classes and you don't have a job, if you wanna be a bum you're well on your way to becoming one. I wanted to scream fuck you, but my mom was right there so I restrained myself. Not like she did anything any way. What he said really got to me, not then though. I kinda put it outta mind then. He sounded like my dad the way he said that shit to me. But yeah, I kinda started thinkin' about it after skool. I wanted to bitch him out online about what he said, but eh, I dunno if I will or not. Anyways, I knew I'd get raped at skool today and I did quite a few times (hells yeah). It was orgasmic, lemme tell ya, but ya know it's not rape if ya want it (hehe). I also heard that I have a nice rack a few times. What's with you people and my rack?