phoolsfire

yeah, i've been invited out to get drinks with the peeps in my department, now i only have to remember, i am not
roseanne roseanna danna, and they don't want to here about the stuff i steped in this morning, even if it was yellow and brown and smelled worse than any thing i've ever steped in before. and i almost puked cleaning it off my shoe. sooo they don't want to here that, but it is ok to talk about some stuff like projectiling vomit. or boogers and snot...i think, i'll have to test the waters.
and i accidently lied out loud today, this is somthing i admit to doing immedeatly after i do it. i only do it in an attempt to start shit, i must admit i'm like a child who was neglected by their parents and seeks negitive attention in place of any attention at all. it wasn't a big lie... just a tiny one concerning the field of study i plan on taking. and i did it to instigate ..."conversation" about this particular field.
whenever i go anywhere i have to tell myself not to talk too much, i don't know why i ahve this compulsion, i'm not in love with the sound of my own voice, even though i do love it. i admit to being incorrect about most things. i don't try to pass of pseudo science or my opinion as fact, i take responsibility for my indiscressions. i just like the fight and i only get to do it so often, it not like i want to piss off the people i rgularly talk to. most of them know better anyway.



ok, sooo anyway, i did finnaly get some money from the school so i paid all the people i owe money to and i won't have to go the e-room for a gunshot to the kneecap this weekend. yeah
well, i'm off to drink some hootch with the peeps,