||[Feb. 8th, 2006|12:54 pm]
a fallen poet
|||||i have to shit real bad||]|
|||||nin, on the way to school this morning.||]|
Everyone has a myspace account. i know eventually i'll jump on the bandwagon but i enjoy this already. it's more private since no one really uses livejournal anymore except for those select few. i think i did real shitty on the exam i just took. i didn't study barely at all for it. and the last night i tried to cram it all in. real stupid and i learned my lesson. if i studied for 3 nights i would have came in and smacked that exam around with my weiner. oh well, i'll do better next time.
all my court fines are paid off. i'm a free man which is sweet. i can finally buy me a new fucking pair of pants, a cool origin hoodie i saw, and some new kicks. plus Al at Wyatt Earp is holding two reissued copies ofd the first two satyricon albums. shit i need.