"Slizzard"

Ooooooooooohhhh man,
the wrok is piling up now.

Fucking art school man, who saw it coming?
In highschool your all "fuckin art class durr free credit."
Not at all what its like in the big leagues, but at least I'm passionate about it right?

My mind is a thousand miles away right now so I'm going to keep it a little short here.
- The weather has been awesome (and by that I mean lots of low clouds and chilly) because I get to rock winter apparel which far surpasses summer.
- After the Flames game Cole and I attended, I have a huge hankering for another one
- I'm going to super hip store tomorrow to purchase some glasses. I know just shut up ok.
- I'm starting to feel rather depressed about not being home. I just want to party with you people.
- I have been on edge for the last little while and I guess its shown, so I'm sorry to the people that have been affected by my sudden "mean-ness"
- This weak is going to suck but next weekend is going to rock my face right the fuck off :)

Too tired to care,
tomorrow brew

What I Fuckin Did Today

Fuck a beat, I'll go A Capella. Fuck a Papa Doc, fuck a clock, fuck a trailer, fuck everybody. Fuck y'all if you doubt me. I'm a piece of fuckin' white trash, I say it proudly. And fuck this battle, I don't want to win, I'm outtie. Here, tell these people something they don't know about me. (Eminem's last battle in 8mile)

fuck the octagon, i go to rockafella.
fuck a fucking fok, fuck a cok, fuckin truck,
fok everybody, fokin fags if you doubt me.
im'a big fokin bro, i swear in public loudly.
and fok you emo fags, i need a tighter shirt, tap outty.
double fistin beer bongs bro come at me
(Josh's bro rap)


more later
cheers!

GO.FLAMES.GO

I will be 100 percent honest with you.
Like really rediculously honest.
I feel no guilt.
I have a midterm in art histroy tomorrow at 2pm, today was the first I even attempted to study for it. Around 12 noon I get a text from Cole$$$ saying "Scored seats for flames game at 6, yeah?"


Would you really have done better?


I didn't think so.
So i came home from the game and studied more and now I'm in bedbed cause the beers and pizza and nachos tuckered me out.
Good luck with the final Josh,
don't worry bro, I'm on it.

ps Flames won 4-0 so it was definitely worth going to.

Good seats are good.

I Don't Blame You

I won't blame you or rolling your eyes at the sight of me trying this whole blogspot thing out again.
I don't expect you to understand how tumblr seemed so right for so long until I found out that I was misusing it the entire time.
I haven't had a good time in a couple of weeks.
I couldn't tell you how many times I've fought the urge to smoke in the last week and a half.
I shouldn't blame you for not believing that I'm actually an artist.
I haven't been this inspired to succeed in a very, very long time.
I can't believe how fucking much I miss everyone. To the point of tears, but I'm not going to waste time out here.

I promise I'm going to try as hard as I fucking can to make video games for the rest of my life.



I'll never expect anyone other than Johnny and maybe Megan to read this stupid blog.