i've been tricked by the future!

money can't buy happiness? bullshit.
i could buy a videogame and be happy for as long as it takes me to beat it, and screw around. i could buy some stuff for a party, and while i'm enjoying that, i find a girl thats hot and make out with her. i could buy a house that all my friends could live at, and pay them all not to hate eachother. i could combine all three of those and make out in my awesome house while playing a new videogame. money CAN buy happiness, even if it's indirectly (eg: i didn't pay that girl to make out, but it made me happy (in the pants! AHAHAHAHA))

have you seen wall-e? who cares. great movie, but i have a problem with one thing.
they were on that ship 700 years. 700. yeah, and how many captains were there? 6, MAYBE 7. so how the hell was there a captain for all of those years? sure they have autopilot, but they still need to have a captain with it. so what happened? did they all live for 100 or more years each? and how do all of these fat people know how to control the ship? AGAIN yes they have autopilot, but they new how to get home, and they new the commands for the ship. i guess one of the 100 year old pilots taught one person when they were about to die?

i want a cat.

i've said that already haven't i? like 10 entries ago? it was the cat named impossible.

how are we expected to get final projects done while being given homework? yeah mikey i know, you have 3 more projects than me blah blah blah wah. i understand how much worse your position is, (4 times worse, plus another half hour [(essay+15 minute presentation) x 4+(15minute presentation x 2)]) but i still don't like that i have to do even one. i don't want to have 4 classes.

i want to just skip past college, and just live with friends and have a sick job in concept art.

i need a stress ball thing. i'm so pissed of all the time and i need something to take out my anger on other than a person, or someone's property. i mean i had something that was kinda for stress (mostly for hand exercises when you're playing piano) but i got really pissed off one time, and since it's made of metal i stretched it out and now it's useless.....awesome. now all i can do is punch pillows, or my metal bed frame. not so fun.

ugly lady
"oh my...."

i'll move to paris, shoot some heroin
and fuck with the stars
you man the island and the cocaine
and the elegant cars.

keep it ninja for about five miles, then take a right on gullible street.

bunjee jumps never felt so short

so i was watching youtube videos, and i came across a guy who's video's i had seen before, and i decided i'd watch some. it's some funny stuff. i mean i'm pretty sure that he's acting, so maybe that makes it a bit easier to watch without laughing uncontrollably.

anyways here's the links to the videos that i found funniest in the last day:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4E9lohj00Fw&feature=related
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d568SCye9oI&feature=channel
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VRpu72N3Ggg
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pVUMdkg78tc
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IvrTSQ8a6gQ
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7IuSLTBqbQE

and apparently this is his proof that he's acting:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tLUeSf86v1E&NR=1

anyways i'm pissed cause i'm not going to get to play with ma'am i AM the Supervisor ever again cause stupid alex (for anyone else that for some reason decides to read this for whatever reason, that's the guitarist) keeps working, or hanging out with other people.

oh man, i'm so ready to par-tay tomorrow, but i'm all pissed, cause my hat sucks, because the dye came out whenever i took it out of the dye bucket, and so it just went back to white when i washed it. that means i had to color it in with markers, so it's different shades of green (none of which are the same as my shirt) so it looks pretty crap. of course my sword, and shield look amazing (i'm young Link)

i'm so worried about college, cause i don't know what to do about all the things that have to go along with it. i need to make a portfolio, then i have to actually apply to a college, then if i get accepted i need to find somewhere to live (and people to live with), and somewhere to work to pay for living, and food, and entertainment, and school (in that order) and then i have to make sure that i never ever see janet (again for anyone other than mikey, that's my stepmom) ever again.

i'm also worried about highschool too now. i mean i was perfectly fine, until i failed math last year, and took broadcasting this year. now if i fail something i'm screwed. it doesn't help that broadcasting only counts as one credit towards college and university. that means even if i wanted to go to college next year i couldn't. i'm going to have to go back for another semester, and take another grade 12 art course, and a co-op thing so that i have job experience, and THEN i can go to college. god dammit i don't want to be a working-class guy. my life is gonna fucking suck now.

i think i wrote more before, but my internet cut out like an hour ago when i wrote this. (thank god it saves drafts) anyway until i find something else to talk about, keep it ninja