I pooped twice between 4:00 pm and 9:04pm. Yeah, that's right. you're getting a lot of this shit. Literally. SHIT.
Tons of work. But totally worth it.
You want to laugh? MY THOUGHTS OF THE DAY:
- Today, I had extreme thoughts about being a cheerleader. Oh, yes. Me, Miss Lazy ButtNutt a typically cheerleader. IT GET'S FUNNIER. The main reason why I had this thought is because I DISLIKE STAND TUNES. Yep, I have strong, evil feelings for playing a large amount of songs that are normally classic rock, classic rock that isn't even good for that matter, and mainstream pop dance song. For those of you who don't know what "Stand Tunes" are, (like my mother) they are ridiculous songs you have to play in band during Pep Rallies and the majority of football games. But, my actual reason is I would sure be flipping cute in baby pig tails and a cheer uniform. BAH.
- Men. "Of course." I like someone. Shit ton. In order for this person to express that he likes me back he let's me know that he knows me. Shhhyeah. Shut up. Sounds stupid, right? No. It makes me feel better that he knows a little about me. Except when he makes something up that he thinks is about me. That's just silly. But, surely now that I have figured my shit out with him, things will be better for the both of us. I just feel dumb about this late notice I've had about our situation. Oh, well though.
- MY DAD'S BAND IS THE SHIT. One: Josh, bro. You get it. Don't like the way you act, don't like your silliness. But you know what the fuck you are doing. I enjoy you're optimism as well. Your attitude is MAJESTIC. Haha. Two: Will. When I first recognized your voice. I'm not going to lie, but you needed straight up adjustments. BUT NOW. Your voice, your screams. You scare me with your improvement. I love it. You remind me of a mixture of Randy from Lamb of God (Cleaner though) and Jesus. Greatest combination. Three: Gage, you are the second best guitarist I know on personal levels. Will is clearly first because of his style. But, I love your classy style as well. Plus your rap lyrics are like. 4,017,304,729,803,598,759,475,137,975. That good. And I don't like rap. Haha. And last but not least. Four. Dad, I'm so proud of your potential. You got better and you make me a happy daughter. And I think about this band, everyday. Truthfully, I'm your number one fan.
- Cello. Can't wait to rip that shit and be a badass at it. Yep. CELLO.
- I need more friends.
Today's Song.
Sorry that this isn't a good blog. But, hey. It's my first. Cut me slack.
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