Car

is still in the shop. Why did this have to happen now? I have to borrow Dad's, which is pretty damn lame. Poor car. If it's ass wasn't so big, maybe this wouldn't have happened. Honda's have a lot of junk in the trunk. 

More people are becoming knowers.

Keanu Reeves. I feel so bad! I wish I could help. Srsly so fucking unfair.

Whoa you are hot. How did I end up talking to you? And now you want to do the unthinkable. Well, not really the unthinkable. But do I have the balls? I do. I can't pass this up. And if you don't like me, I can deal.

Congratulations

I've almost forgotten about high school. I just realized how lucky I am that I didn't bust my ass. What's the point? Sure everyone is impressed at the time, but wait a week after graduation and nobody gives half a fuck what you did anyway. Everyone gets the same diploma. It hardly seems worth worth the effort.

But it's been a month since graduation, and now life seems kind of stretched. . . Summer is open 24 hours. Kind of like Denny's. And it seems like it will never close. I lay in bed all day and go out and spend money I don't have. It's bum behavior. And as much as I like it, something should probably be accomplished before I'm shell shocked by the responsibilities of college.

Which probably won't half as bad as high school's. 

Yesterday I bought a shirt at Hollister. Maybe I'm becoming too gay to function, or maybe it's the smell, or maybe I just have been lying all this time about how much I hate their polo shirts.

Today:

nothing

Brüno

was exactly what I predicted it would be. Swinging dicks, dildos, and embarrassed celebrities.

That doesn't mean that I wasn't shocked.

I decided to take this up, once again. Sticking to something seems to be a difficult task for me this summer. I'm focused on things that don't seem half as focused on me. There's really not much to tell, so far. I've learned a few things, but then again, every day is a learning experience for me. One thing I have remembered to do is to make sure my nails are always clean. I get lots on compliments on my fingers, but my toes still need some work. 

I also learned that getting yourself into a situation that can't turn out well is a bad idea, no matter how good it feels at first. I'm ignoring my own warnings. I try to let the hope outweigh them, and I'm usually successful. There are three possible endings: I am happy, I am unhappy, or I am indifferent. 

And I'm guessing that I won't be indifferent.

Also, I'm learning that nobody wants someone that they can easily have. Nothing is more true. 

Still obsessed with Pitbull.

He drives me crazy. He defines everything that I want, and want to be. He's the fucking shit, and I still haven't met one person that dislikes him. Even dad leaves the radio alone when he comes on. How does Pitbull do it?  Someone teach me.

Today:

Nothing