Yea I'm gonna start VLOGING

Interior decorating adventures...

I've been slowly collecting little odds and ends for when I finally move into my own apartment. I've been doing this for about 2 years now. I have some great shit that I can wait to decorate my bedroom and bathroom and living room in. Each day I get more and more excited.

I have these 2 flamingo's that rachel got me for my birthday. I've been trying to decide what to do with them? At first I thought I would hang them by a noose from the ceiling. As a warning to people entering my apartment. But I have no come up with the best idea ever!

I plan on get a bit of astro-turf and attaching it to the ceiling, then hanging the falmingo's upside down from the ceiling, so its like their dancing on the ceiling! Oh man that's going to be the best.

(today is the day everyone is out celebrating st. patricks day, which is lame. since around 10am people having been screaming outside of my window. things like fuck yea! and IRISH! i don't get it because us blackies don't really have a day. at least not one where your supposed to wear black and get fucked up all day long. Maybe i'll try to start a day like that. Everyone will have to wear black and smoke and eat really good soulfood.)

I'd rather

There's only one rap group in my heart, Three 6 Mafia. They are perfect and I forever love them and they are the best

I am so over it

So I truly am trying to do this whole blogging thing.
I think this is more than likely going to turn into a VLOG / lifeblogging type deal because I hate writing and stuff, but I can talk for DAYS!

All I really want - Alanis is playing right now. She makes me happy.

I've just watched the entire 2nd season of "Secret Diary of a Call Girl" Supers Fun$

I really love that show. And I don't understand why people won't call me back. I hate when people don't call me back. I should probably spend this time cleaning my dirty ass apartment, but we'll save that for some other time. I should also be doing all the retarded amounts of homework that I have to do. But thats for sunday or tomorrow or soemthing. I should have went to class, but I didn't. I can not wait for summer to happen because really and truly I feel like I can't do this anymore.

But whatever, maybe I should write a book or something like a guide to living your life how you want. The frist chapter would be... "Fuck everybody. No one gives a shit about you and never will."

Second Chapter. "Get over it, seriously."