I just watched Easy A. Destany told me to watch it forever ago and I had wanted to see it for quite some time, so I finally watched it. Best movie ever, well, one of 'em. If you haven't seen it you should definitely go watch it because it's a pretty awesome movie. =]
I wish Dest was here right now. Honestly, I've only seen her once this summer and if we're being completely honest I miss her. But I don't want to bitch to the world about my petty problems because there is someone out there trying to deal with a much worse problem. So, I try to keep to myself. The moral here: Stop your bitching and get a grip. I hate seeing people all over facebook when they do shit like this:
June 1st: Slutty Bitch is in a relationship
June 2nd: Slutty Bitch says: I LOOOOOOVE HIM SO MUCH!!!!
June 4th: Slutty Bitch is Single
June 5th: I miss him so much! :'(
......... No one cares -_-
Stop your bitching.
I hate this generation and I'm extremely tempted to delete Facebook all together. I'm really not dependent on it like everyone else is. I don't spend my Saturday night playing Farmville -_- I'm not even saying I'm cool and all I do is party. I spend my days/nights Skating and listening to music. No one has parties in the mountains, that's one thing I hate about living here. There is absolutely nothing to do except the school sluts. I guess I got the bad end of this deal because unlike other guys, I find sluts to be repulsive. -_- It's like "Get the fuck off me, bitch!" Gah! I'm done with this complaining.
Next thought. My arm is disintegrating. I got a sunburn and now my skins falling off O.o But only the arm Destany punched -_- If my arm falls off I blame you... :] That'd be pretty insane to only have one arm.. Typing would take forever. That's the first thing I think of? Such a fucking nerd -_-
I want to rule the world. It would be amazing.
Scratch that. I just want to set the world on fire.
I have a reoccurring dream that this guy is trying to kill me. He has a sniper rifle and for some reason he was trying to get into my room. This was the only time I actually woke up and remembered the dream, then I remembered all the other times he tried to kill me, but last night was different. I killed him. Took the gun from his hands and shot him in the head.
On another note: I want a pony.
I think that's all for my useless rants. Until next time. Goodbye my friends.