YoungPewder

sup, i’m in english. bored. arvin’s gay, he searched up my name on google and found some sexy filipino dude. lol. laaaame. we’re supposed to be researching the death penalty but i’ve been feeling lazy all day today, though very lazy, i’ve been feeling all goood and happy. :D my friend is very distressed, i wish i could help him. i gave him the best advice i could think of, i went through the same thing, so i understoooood his soooooull. girls are trouble. heartbreakerrrrrrs. jk, i think i broke a heart or two in my day, lol. oldman status, lol. oldman reminds me of grapist aka MYBIIITCH! HAHAHA. yeah, i’m just ranting because i’m extreeeeeemely bored but yeah, i feel bad for my friend because it seems like it really bothers him, poorguy. arvin told me to tell tumblr that he’s playing some penguin shit, what an asshole, shooting little penguiiins. oh, on another note, she’s been on my mind all day, big part of the reason i came to school. :) gaaah, she’s so cuuuuute. can’t wait for fridaaaaay. :D hope we hang oooouuuuut. gahd, i’m bored. i’m actually looking forward to mr. adams’ class, lol. okay, i guess i should work on stuff, gaaaah, lame.

wordup.

fockin’ poof wit yuh gah damn, BAHL-LAY..-___-

do ya fancy us?

and as i let out the loudest shout
i got my index,middle,thumb pointed out
boom…i let it blow. over.
my happy’s hard to find like a four leaf clover
it’s cold, writin’ non-intoxicated, sober..

wordup. get it?

got no money

got no clothes

got no car

can’t get no hoes!

wordup. lol.

fullofbalonyi:

peterjusnic:

o_o i don’t think my mother knows what a condom is…

Uh, & I don’t think you should be announcing this to the whole world, doode.
LOL

hahah. sorry, nyi. and to any person i may have weirded out. there was a funny story that made me reach this conclusion but i’m just too lazy to explain. haha.

o_o i don’t think my mother knows what a condom is…

“When the girls throw their panties on stage, it’s because they think i’m a place to hang their panties up. They’re not throwing them on stage, they’re throwing them at me, so that they can hang them on my shoulders or something but often, they miss…but keep trying. *wink*+*thumb up*.”

-Pharrell Williams

wordup. lol.

i think i’d be one talented kid.

guy1: *sings* I’m on the pursuit of happiness and I know everything that shine ain’t always gonna be gold.

guy2: then go buy some gold paint, bitch..

my reality is better than yours!

i pray for those who pray hard and work hard and get no outcome.

there’s no need for the sadness you put yourself through, i mean, i’ll admit i probably haven’t gone through as many devastating moments as you but think about it, think about your life, think about how much of it you have left, think about the possibilities of good and happy moments your missing out on the shore when you’re drowning in your sea of sadness. step up, realize that shit! life is beautiful and you’re missing out. trust, there’s greatness out there, and sometimes, it’s hard to find, almost impossible but that’s the joy of it, the adventure, the quest to the greatness out in our lives. (: smile. sometimes, more isn’t less, erright?! hahah. :D

wordup.

what a tangled web we weave.

i’ve noticed that over my high school years, i’ve learned to be much more comfortable with myself, much more open, much more LOUD(sorry for that one.) but even though, the loud part is negative, i’m glad to have changed. so to each and every person(minor or major, good or bad), i’ve met in the past 6 years, thank you. you’ve all had some type of input into my life and to who i are now. i’m not some quiet chubby kid in the background that no one knows or talks to. i’m a loud chubby kid that annoys everyone. LOL. naaaah, but for real, thanks, i’m a better person. (:

fuck peer pressure. never again.

i’m happy that i’m rushing to get off my computer to do hw. (:

i hate when i think of such a good concept for a song and even think up at least 3-4 good solid bars for it and i end up forgetting to write it down. FUCK! i need a pen and tiny notepad.. -__-

all of us kids try to get faded like traces of old writings on chalk boards,

the downside of this is though we exuberated knowledge upon the board before,

we’re now just a blur under the changes of the world’s intelligent minds.

wordup.

p.s. this is the most coolest/intelligent sounding thing i think i’ve written.

you can’t deny the awesome power of 60’s music.

wordup.

and yes, i can still be fucking immature.

wordup.