<bgsound src="http://geocities.com/depressio72/-x-nightwish_-_dark_chest_of_wonders.mp3" loop=infinite> m

Thursday, March 16, 2006

 

I don't like myself much.


Don't worry. Sometimes I go through these random times, where I think I'm the most amazing person ever (not... that amazing, but you get the idea) and I'm glad to know myself, and then where I hate my guts and wish I was someone else, and just am filled with regret. Right now it's self-loathing. Nah, I'm not depressed, just kicking my own a$$ for being so damned stupid. Strangely enough, the self-loathing is usually (and in this case) triggered by seeing drawings I did. DAMN, I'm such a retard for thinking my drawings could be called 'art'!!

But never mind about that. *claps hands together and does a Dib-like smile*

Ugh, today today today. OK, well, I left my biology folder in the middle of nowhere. Oops. If anyone finds it, they're in for a shock, because most pieces of paper are not filed in. Also, my maffths work-book is randomly in the HUM block. I'm scared that someone might take the maffths book that I stole (oops... ah, what the hell. Yes, I 'took' it, because no one else claimed it.) and the cool blue plastic bag that came with it!! They can keep the biology folder.


Oh and, by the way, I've just made a random picture. It's really, really, really, really sh1t. What was I smoking?? But at least, it's not that bad, seeing as the background I made from *almost* scratch. You can see it from here, but click to enlarge, of course.









OK, more on today... ugh... Myes! OK, well, some random people and I were standing outside my classroom at lunchtime. A lesson was taking place in there, so we had nothing better to do, but stand there, doing nothing. 2 of the random people shared crisps, and so got an electric shock, emitting a loud scream. The look on our faces... it read the same thing to everyone there: "Leggit"... so we ran down the corridor, and our headteacher came out of the classroom, screaming, "DO YOU MIND?? SOME OF US ARE TRYING TO WORK IN HERE!!!!!" We just continued running. I had the severe urge to poke my head 'round the corridor, and scream back at her, "F*CK YOOOOOOOOOUUUUU," and run away again, so I wouldn't be spotted. Unfortunately, I didn't. She's a fat b1tch anyway.

Damn, I have nothing to ramble on about today. I guess this has to be shorter than my other previous posts.

[EDIT - 5000 000 000 years later... or just 2 hours later] Fred, I am no smeghead. I was already making banners for my blog weeks ago. Plus, I don't steal ideas. At least, I don't plagorize. (sp? WTF) Here is your advert for your blog, I wasn't sure if you wanted me to put it on here. So forgive me and shut up. (JTHM QUOTE!! Honest! Don't take it that way, haha). And maybe... my advert... could be on... yours? *Smiles malevolently, then laughs megalomaniacally*

*cough*


Comments:
Where's my picture, smeghead?
 
And that was not an affectionate smeghead either. That was a 'you fucky-fucker' smeghead.

PUT THE DAMN AD ON THERE!
 
And I made a 'shopped collage first.

You geberflugershitdebopbopladiflo!

Gdaehgems!

I curse you real bad!
 
Don't expect me to stand up for you when Georgina and Melissa kik your butt tomorrow. Or you shouldn't but for the common cause.

Check your email, GODDAMNIT!
 
OK.

::runs through feilds throwing rose petals and yelling "gem-quality coridium"::
 
Yep. Me psycho.

::leaps in shower screaming 'I see future' holding a knife::

Dundundun!
 
Post a Comment

<< Home

This page is powered by Blogger. Isn't yours?