I had to run like an Effing chikken wif its head cut-off all the way to The train, today. I had to sit on the stairs until Cooksville cuz NObuddY was gettin’ off. dammit. I was all sweaty and smelly and greasy cuz i wore four layers today and that run fucked me rite over. Everyone was trying to get up the stairs and past me to look for a seat. “Dammit, if there was a seat up there, I wouldn’t be sitting on these dirty steps!” Biatch. I’ll probably get hemmorhoids now. Another thing, I wore longjohNs too and they’re made up of this itchy wool-material and for sum reason, everytime i wear ‘em underneath jeans and i sit on a hard surface My asS starts to itch itch itch. I was trying to scratch and not be so obvious but everyone was watchin’ like they always are on the train.

this is where I am sippose to say i am going to give up smoking cuz phlegm build-ups aren’t worth it Anymore……..meh –The day i wake up in the morniN’ and Koff up sum tar, is the day I give up smokin’

Today, December 6/00– is the ann. of the montreal massacre.