Motherfucker

Tired as shit. What are your guys' plans for the day?
Mine:
School
Arguing
Come home
drink too much damn water
run for no reason
run back for no reason
practice gymnastics
try and eat dinner
laptop
awake until consciousness becomes pointless

Mine:
Half hour trying to dry hair
Get on bus, play massive local game of Risk with iPod Touch owning people
Go to breakfast at school, bash on friends for no reason, laugh about it with them later
Go to first class, catch up on sleep.
Go to second class, take test on WW2.
Third class, play me some motha' fuckin' FLUTE!
Fourth class, Geometry dat shit up
Fifth, Jazz band time.
Sixth, sit around and do nothing because Reading is the easiest class.
Seventh, take care of goldfish.
Sit around in band room after school, more Risk.
Marching Band practice.
Home.
Friend's house.
Home, dinner.
Sleep.

Mine:
Eat
Fuck
Sleep

~Chaos~ wrote:

Mine:
Eat
Jerkoff
Sleep

fixed .

Mine:
Take a shower/Jerkoff in the shower.
Eat a big ass bowl of cereal.
Go to the store.
Help my mom with shit.
Wait till schools out..
Do some other stuff.
Jerkoff, and then go to bed.. XD

average day:
Wake up
School
Shower
Nap
Lunch
Nap
Nothing
Dinner
Sleep

Go and get a job.
Go and find a apartment.
Find somebody else.
Put them in the apartment.
Make them stay.
Get a toaster.
Go trk.
Get on the bus.
Look at my boss.
Say, ‘fuck.’
Sit down.
Pick up the thing.
Go blank.
Scream internally.
Go home.
Listen to the radio.
Look at the other person.
Think, ‘WHY? Why did this happen?’
Go to bed.
Lie awake!
At night!
Get up.
Feel groggy.
Put the things on—your clothes—whatever they’re called.
Go out the door, intrk—same thing!
Same people—again.
It is real—it’s happening to me.
Go home again!
Sit.
Radio.
Dinner—mmm.
GARDENING GARDENING GARDENING
death.

Wakeup.
Rage
Rage
Lunch
Rage
Rage
Rage
Dinner
Rage
rage
Sleep
Rage
Rage
Rage

Souleater wrote:

Wakeup.
Rage
Rage
Lunch
Rage
Rage
Rage
Dinner
Rage
rage
Sleep
Rage
Rage
Rage

Why are you soo full of rage? That's not good you know?

Hater wrote:

Why are you soo full of rage? That's not good you know?

Hes a marine, it's whats they do.

iShellz wrote:

Hes a marine, it's whats they do.

Not all of us do that. Just most of us.

iShellz wrote:

Hes a marine, it's whats they do.

all the Marine's I know or have heard of, have gotten arrested for beating their wives and families.
5 of my mom's exes are Marines, and they're exes for that reason.

I'm not fond of the Marines at all. But I don't judge.

Raivu wrote:

all the Marine's I know or have heard of, have gotten arrested for beating their wives and families.
5 of my mom's exes are Marines, and they're exes for that reason.

I'm not fond of the Marines at all. But I don't judge.

I thought we had something special Raivu. T_T

Souleater wrote:

I thought we had something special Raivu. T_T

We do, Soul. We do.
I don't judge you for being a Marine. <3 I know you're a swell person.


Like you said, not all Marines. Just most.

Raivu wrote:

We do, Soul. We do.
I don't judge you for being a Marine. <3 I know you're a swell person.


Like you said, not all Marines. Just most.

Not always alone I guess.

Wake up
Shower
Do my hair/look sexy
get to school with like 2 mins before the bells right.. <- thats how i roll
Sit in a class for two hours..
Break
Sit in another class for two hours
sit in another class for an hour
Lunch
Sit in another class for two hours.
Depend on the day.. bball/or football Practice
If im not tired.. workout
Friends house
Go home
Take a shower
Eat a bigass snack
Check my internet stuff.
Watch NBA playoffs or whatever that is on
Dinner
Do homework.
Sleep..

Some days are different..

Raivu wrote:

Go and get a job.
Go and find a apartment.
Find somebody else.
Put them in the apartment.
Make them stay.
Get a toaster.
Go trk.
Get on the bus.
Look at my boss.
Say, ‘fuck.’
Sit down.
Pick up the thing.
Go blank.
Scream internally.
Go home.
Listen to the radio.
Look at the other person.
Think, ‘WHY? Why did this happen?’
Go to bed.
Lie awake!
At night!
Get up.
Feel groggy.
Put the things on—your clothes—whatever they’re called.
Go out the door, intrk—same thing!
Same people—again.
It is real—it’s happening to me.
Go home again!
Sit.
Radio.
Dinner—mmm.
GARDENING GARDENING GARDENING
death.

You need a hobby? I suggest experimental dance; or pottery.

Souleater wrote:

Wakeup.
Rage
Rage
Lunch
Rage
Rage
Rage
Dinner
Rage
rage
Sleep
Rage
Rage
Rage

You sound like my ex-stepmom

Google wrote:

Wake up
Shower
Do my hair/look sexy
get to school with like 2 mins before the bells right.. <- thats how i roll
Sit in a class for two hours..
Break
Sit in another class for two hours
sit in another class for an hour
Lunch
Sit in another class for two hours.
Depend on the day.. bball/or football Practice
If im not tired.. workout
Friends house
Go home
Take a shower
Eat a bigass snack
Check my internet stuff.
Watch NBA playoffs or whatever that is on
Dinner
Do homework.
Sleep..

Some days are different..

I roll like this, in an honorably similar manner.