The traffic lights, they turn, uh, blue tomorrow, And shine their emptiness down on my bed, The tiny island sags down stream, cause the life that lived is, Is dead
Ahahaha, my friend Paul asked this chick to homecoming dancing in this bear suit (cost him 100 dollars) rockin a boom box on his shoulder. Kids got guts. She said yes.
Ever take time to enjoy a beautiful day? I do. Its finally sunny again. Two days of clouds was too much. I wonder how people in Alaska do without sunshine for an entire winter. "Sucks to your ass-mar"- Piggy
Haha so as I was getting off the bus today, this little kid (bout 4 or 5) looked up to me wide eyed and said, "YOU ARE REALLY BUFF." After I lol'd to my scrawny self, I just said, "um yeaa, eat your veges kid." Its funny how the smallest remarks can have the biggest effects on you. Lets just say, today was a good day.
"asgfdjghfg" aka the infamous keyboard mashh -occurs when you're dad flips out on you randomly in the night
So today I get home from a basketball game and explain to my parents that I am going to a restaurant thats kindaaa far. After I get out of the shower and begin to dress myself, my dad bursts in and starts to rant about how driving with other teens is "unsafe". I politely dismiss him with the "but you never had this problem before" excuse. Clearly flustered, he leaves and I proceed on my saturday night escapade. Upon finishing dinner, I checked my phone and see that it has accumulated 5 missed calls, and two angry texts from my father detailing me to come home and stop driving other people. Soooo i drive home, drop my friends to their cars, and continue with the night's plans....
...Just momments ago I was again forced to endure my father's tirade about the dangers of driving other teens. I believe at one point he justified my sister's previous illegal driving of people by yelling, "I JUST DONT CARE ABOUT ASHLEY."- Sorry to hear that ash.
Admittedly, I am blinded by the natural teenage "I'm invincible" superego. But to allow my sister and I to drive our friends for the past year without interruption and then to suddenly put this limit on me is worthy of a keyboard mashh. At least Al Gore would be proud of me for preserving the environment by reducing gas emissions.
Well all I can do now use Jack Johnson's jingles to settle my anger and begin to realize my faults. This will be a fun night.
I want to pay my respects to the Portuguese street artist Alexandre Farto aka Vhils. His stuff is simply stellar. Check him out at http://alexandrefarto.com