I made it.

Free till September, Free till September. Back off Wyclef, I had this one first!

Realized two things today:

I swear entirely too much. Literally every third or fourth word is a potty word. I need to work on this.

The only time my friends or thier friends have seen me since the start of the new year is when one of my buds manages to convince me to put down the work and head to a bar or club with him/her. Hence, I have met tons of people quite a few times, always hammered. I have made a new June resolution that I will go out twice this month and not drink and meet these people sober for once.

Fo' Sho.

Wed. Im going to a campfire party somewhere in this Sugarcreek place. Last time I went to a campfire party was the time my girlfriend (at the time) and myself skipped prom, went to a punk show, did the LSD, then went to this party where I managed to get myself lost in the woods and recovered by police and somehow not arrested or come down with a slight case of deceased.

This one should go *alot* better.

I know I've been invisible for the last week, finals and all, and I prolly wont be around much for this week, first freedom and all, but I havent forgotten anyone, still love you, still want to corrupt and be corrupted by you, and thinking of hot naked girls in pretty pink SG underwear always,

Swoo.