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Archive for January 11th, 2009

Plain and simple.

In Blogs, Video on January 11, 2009 at 1:38 PM

It's like a goldfish.

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So I had a bunch of weird dreams this morning, like, I dreamt it was my father’s birthday, and then the only other thing I could remember was me riding a rollercoaster with some friends, and the system was that you had to hold onto it, like it didn’t keep a grip on you. So then the ride stopped randomly, and inertia made me swing across, now I’m holding on about to fall, which eventually I do. I fall about 20 feet from the rollercoaster and I’m falling on my back. While in mid air I remembered if I landed on my back everything would be all fucked up for me from there, and if I landed on my head that’d be even worse. So I turned over onto my feet, (this is all occuring in mid air, mind you) In normal dreams, when you fall, you’d usually wake up. Not this one. I landed on my feet, nothing broken or anything (I think it’s impossible to feel pain in dreams)  and the dream continued on.

So then I was pretty hungry and for some reason I was craving egg, so I went outside to the closest deli. The Mexican clerk tells me, “This isn’t China, this is fucking America meng” and I’m confused as shit because, what is his fucking point. So he explains that they don’t serve egg and cheese past 12. Whatever who gives a dicklicker. So I go across the street, and the confusing part was, that man, I didn’t even say anything yet, asked me if I wanted an egg and cheese. Weird. So I got it(it must be China across the street)and went home, and blahbahdiboopi. After eating, for some reason I started getting kind of solemn about where my point was in life. Very weird. Must have been some estrogen in my food. Whatever, I got better and buboobeepbop. I AM HARDCORE MOTHERFUCKER.

So then we proceeded to do the crazy ass Chem Lab project. I depositted 200 bucks at the bank and put 200 bucks in my PayPal account. That’s like what, 10 shirts from the internet? WOOO!

So we went to Samir’s house and shit, and blam blam kaboom did the project.
Went home, did some video editting, and JESUS CHRIST I JUST REMEMBERED I DIDN’T DO ANY HOMEWORK AND I HAVE A CRAZY ENGLISH PROJECT DUE TOMORROW

So I did that crazy project and bullshitted most of it, and then went to dinner. I found out a friend of mine is mad fake and I should stop talking to that nigga. He tells me some bullshit “i always ask u about ur away messages” so I make an away message saying FUCK YOU to him, and doesn’t ask me shit. Fakest nigga alive.

So after dinner I get home and a burst of happiness arrives and leaves. :(

AIGHT THEN