wow, day (hasnt gone to sleep yet) is one ******** up day. I had a good day. Hung out with my family at the car show, saw a few friends; had a good time all around. Then at the pool, with everybody. Somebody (unnamed) had to ruin everybdys time. Yelling, screaming, threatning people. So the day went from perfect to ******** up in about 3 minutes.
-about 6 hours later-
Talking on aim having a good time. Talking to people on graff sites. and what do you know. for the second time now, just much faster, my day went from perfect to ******** up. I had about a 15 minute argueement (not to be mistaken for a small debate), i mean... i was pissed. Then, some more words were said. Then i was happy; now im finishing this up. NOOOOWWWW Time to post some more poetry from times i were mad biggrin
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"Ordering a man to write a poem is like commanding a pregnant woman to give birth to a red-headed child." - Carl Sandburg
"Ordering a man to write a poem is like commanding a pregnant woman to give birth to a red-headed child." - Carl Sandburg