lets go be serious

it seems as though
i can only write in this thing
whilst in the language lab


thats just fucking dumb. so im here again. sitting next to zach monster. while he trys to single handedly destroy the entire lab. haha who knew someone so pretty could be such a monster. well yea besides me. i tried to write several times but there was a bit of trouble with my MOTHERFUCKING INTERNET ACCESS. thanks fordham. fordham rhymes with boredom. yea thought i'd throw that out there.

see now i dont even feel like writing. im skipping arabic right now because when i tried to do the homework this afternoon i failed so miserably at even understanding the reading/questions that i slipped into a very quiet calm state of self-loathing and depression before i even knew what was happening. i knew that if i even set foot into that class i would burst into tears and embarass myself beyond belief. and thats just not something that im ready for right now. xach is reading about the french revolution and getting frustrated. how frustrating. the monster just noticed that i had spelled his name with an 'x' previously...which really suits his extreme lifestyle if you know what i mean. what the fuck.

it feels like spring to me right now. does it not. i feel like antsy and i want to go outside and play. thats a direct quote from sir zumpano. i should be listening to ahlan wa sahlan and learning how to speak arabic. but instead im writing on this thing. putting all the dumb shit in my life out there for no one to read. pssh. im really really into the fugees again. not that i was ever out of the fugees but i kind of shelved them for a few years. theres nothing better than them. they really win. AND they're from jersey. what more could you fucking want. zach just found and old new book. he believes that its merely been handled and not read. thats funny. i think there are a lot of things like that. things like...love. my love has been handled but has it really been read? haha okay that was a joke people. im allowed to poke fun at my pseudo- intellectual/deep self sometimes. i know i talk a lot of shit, but at the end of the day i know i'm an asshole so dont worry.

okay im done.