I'm back at school. With James. Need I say more? Yes.
James is listening to a band called "Peaches". Their songs are as follows:
"Shake your dick, shake your tits"
"Fuck the pain away" (Or "Sucking on my titties"...whichever you prefer)
"Slapping that dick all over the place"
Now, I believe I have said enough.
I am approaching my last week of vacation, and I honestly don't think that there is anything more horrible than that. Except, of course, the absolutely frightening appearance of Carson Daly.
In one week I will return to my life as it is at college which consists of 1) Guitar Hero, 2) James, 3) James snoring, 4) James farting, 5) James getting out of the shower and walking around in only a towel, 6) Sitting at my desk and wondering if James is really human, 7) Bad food, 8) Bad teachers, 9) The smell of pot, and finally 10) Constantly being surrounded by other people.
I think I'm going to go kill myself now. Goodbye.
My New Years resolution is to become a more interesting, entertaining person.
It will require a lobotomy.
