SHOE GOOOOOOO
5/14/09
"Guy on His BIke"
Sooo....... I was doing 180's today down the street at my old school and little league is in season right now. I fell once and i was just messing around and the whole little league team starting chanting, "Guy on his bike, Guy on his bike" for like five minutes. I wanted to put a show on for them but i couldnt stop laughing. So that was my afternoon, i now have an essay to write
5/10/09
5/7/09
5/6/09
5/4/09
Friends
Friends are confusing. You dont know when you can trust them or not. You dont know if they actually care about you. You dont know if they just dont like you and want you away from them. One day they call you and ask you to do something and the next week they ignore all your calls, they can lead you on. Friends can leave you confused, angry, frustrated, sad, and depressed but I dont think they should truelly be your friend if they consistanlty do this to you.
Indecline
Fuck My Life

Alright so fuck my life, I've been cooped up in my house for about four days now becuase no one takes the fucking initiative to fucking call me. My "friends" go do something or just anything that would be better than being at home. The other day i fucking called my friends Sergio and his girlfriends said he was taking a shower. Then I call my friend Zach and he actually picks up and sais he is the fucking square with Sergio, his girlfriend, Trevor and a bunch of other fuckers. I dont know what it is but they normally pick up when i call them and they say they are just fucking riding in Hamilton or something while stuck in my house while its raining. It never crosses their mind once to call me just once to see if I would want to go. I dont do shit ever because those fuckers just go and do there shit and forget completely. Its fucking retarted becuase they say they would be down to chill and I should get up there or what ever even though its fucking raining and the only way to get up there is to take the bus when they could of just called earlier in the day and everything would of worked out. I want to fucking move out of this fucking town to some fucking decent friends. They are still my friends but I just want to fucking rape them sometimes. FUCK
4/9/09
3/23/09
"Caribou, oh Caribou how i love you," TP
The Caribou mission was a success. Trevor Pearelson ended up jumping out of his moms car passing stones town in furry. He walked all the way to the De Young Museum where me and The Sergio picked him up. He also told us that his Mom registered him as a missing person. Then we went all they way to Donut World on Market where some black guy was trying to sell us a bike a saw him steal from another crack head for 25 bucks. Trevor sang us the the "Caribou Song" and we came back to Mill Valley. This morining Trevor told me that when he got home he ran into his room and locked the door to keep his mom from killing him, even though she was screaming and scratchin' at the door.3/19/09
Lucky Charm Spokes
Sean Burns Video Bike Check from Eclat BMX on Vimeo.
Pavervial muffin tops, lucky charm spokes and the seats made of cheese. What else do you need for a nutritious snack.
3/18/09
I SEEN THEM...
1/19/09
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