i am back like cooked crack.

i honestly swear that drivig around, listening to the new interpol and making jokes about mandy moore is totally going out with helen hunt to people in hawaii is the best thing for an individual.

there's a scary gay guy at the express at south coast plaza. he pops out of nowhere and talks to you about fashion

and

paul frank isn't my friend because i hit my head on a display and it hurts really bad.

and

i lost weight and i can fit into a 34 waist jeans at diesel.

i am back like cooked crack

and

hanging out with kim is way cool. she's cooler than justin.