in the garage, i feel safe, no one cares about my ways

went and saw weezer on saturday night with some friends.. it kicked some good old fashioned ass as they say.

you'd be surprised what a zen-like experience it is to paint your nails. i guess when you're really terrible at anything you can pull some zen shit out of your ass to explain why you do it so slowly.

the fumes are sending me off to a whole new world of zen headaches though, it's unpleasant.

hopefully the ghetto kids in my foods class will make fun of me even more now.. it should be great.

hopefully i will get to SLEEP before 11:30 tonight

and will not fall asleep in mathclass

toodles