so. i graduate on friday. hell fuckin yes. I been clubbin/partyin hella fuckin hard.

i got a tattoo yesterday. took 2 1/2 hours. not nearly as bad as i was expecting. not at all. it's on the top of my back goin down my spine. its a tiger sitting down with its head turned lookin back. it's just the stripes, mostly. and it's all black. i fuckin love it.

i leave for california on august 20th. good lord yes.

i read part of dantes inferno. fuckin crazy shit. who comes up with that shit in the 1300's and believes that shit. man i wouldnt kill someone if i knew i was forever gonna be in a river of boiling blood and if i tried to get out id get shot by a centaur with an arrow.....seriously?

life is fuckin insane. what with boys and parties and girls, fuckin girls. bitch starts hella shit over nothing. whatever. just because she's immature doesn't mean she has to fuck with my days. not my fault her EX boyfriend, let met say EX again, hates her retarded ass and likes being with me. so fuck her.

even with bullshit like that life is still awesome. im doin everything i want to do with my life, im going to the bay, im going to art school, im graduating, i got my tattoo, life is just fuckin lookin up. so here i come turkey and im out