KHABELE GUH

i love my school.

i love school. everyone should love school.

Khabele had its annual fundraiser tonight and i MCed it and it was hella badass. Alyssa did everyone's makeup and they all looked like movie stars and annie and sahara were especially super beautiful (well, they always are, but this time even more so)

a creep named alex kissed my hand and asked what it was like to go to the real life hogwarts

i said it r00lz

i've got my school eyes set on either UC Berkeley or a school in Chicago. and i couldn't be more excited.

the other day a girl in the middle school thought me and elwood(^^^^) were, ahem, "boyfriend and girlfriend."

we are not, but it is difficult resisting that face innit

BALLIN'

like a case of old bananas

tasha just noticed today how many bruises i have; i don't know how i got any of them, except for the big nasty green one on my right leg. that's from Robbers On High Street's keyboard, it was heavy as balls












my head feels like it has been in a thumbscrew since i crashed yesterday. reena decided i don't have to pay for her dumb car; she thought i had fucked up the hood but i only made a little mark on the back. ballllllllin'.

im going to do some math now
i love math
math math math
down goes math
down into my belly

cigarette rain tire coma

this house has so much drama in it, its sick. the parents know about my nasty habit, and it is no bueno. i was driving ca`te back to school from Spiderhouse where we had lunch and i hydroplaned (or skidded, or swerved, or something scary) on S Lamar and we jumped the curb, my tire exploded and it took an hour and a half to get the jack to stop slipping.

malcolm is my hero.

i drove home doing 20 the whole way. people were piiiiiissed
and my head hurts. i am not allowed to sleep for fear of coma. but im really tired. but i dont want to die lame. but im so so really tired to the max.