ive learned alot in this past month how lucky i am how good i am at making roses out of cardboard how good i am at cleaning tray how amazing of a beatboxer i am that you cant make excuses for yourself now, i bet the makers of this thirty day challenge wanted me to talk about how the challenege taught me these things but fuck that. real life is the shit.
because my friends were doing it and i have nothing better to do with my time.
my clickpad thing on my track pad started making a clicking noise. its not supposed to. this is the kind of thing that pisses me off.
i love my friends. this challenge is getting rediculous.
where am i going? i dont usually carry a bag. its a satchel.
hey you, with the eyes.
dear mom and dad, thanks for everything. you couldnt of done anything better, i promise. thanks again. i love you more than you know. sincerly, andrew
for those of you who dont know.
i paint. sort of. i have painted paintings, and they’re quite nice, if i do say myself. so nice in fact, that my sisters boyfriend is paying me to paint him something. this makes me happy. i’ll post a picture of some of my stuff. its like geometry and jacskon pollik had a baby.
uhhhh food. i dont know. drumming? making art? music? no clue. cravings are weird.
i think theres alot of things that make me different from everyone else. my dedication to the things that interest me. the things that interest me. my ability to laugh a lot of things off the way i wear my heart on my sleeve my awkardness my view on the world. and of course my fingerprints
france is the worst place ever, agreed? half of canada is french, therby making half of canada the worst place ever. agreed? so we do not talk about canada like its some kind of legit country. maple syrup. mountees. hockey. and half of niagra falls, eh? thats it.
what an awkward question um. i’d kill to marry emma watson<3 and i dunno what else to say. right now, i’m not thinking about getting married.
whoah. well kids at school call me weir because its my last name i get the occasional andy or drew. again my name. no really fun story nicknames. sorry kids.
plans goals and dreams are out standingly similar. so im gunna break it up like this plans are psuedo-short term as in within the next year or two goals are mid term as in when i get older and dreams are thing i want to do before i die/things ive always wanted to do but for one reason or another put on the back burner plans? college play in a reputable band be young goals? job family ...
here's a dilemma i always have.
its late. i look at my room. i realize how much of a mess it it. i think to my self, wow i should clean, but not now, because i dont want to be up until all hours of the night. i wake up the next morning with no motivation to clean my room.
my brain is a terrible place to live.
awkward situation of the day.
i start to type a text, hit send before im finish, cancel the txt, but it goes through. i then finish typing the text and sent it, without realizing the half text had already sent so now ive already double texted, so im not about to make the situation worse by triple texting. now we play the waiting game. i have an hour gap before its okay to text again. i think. there is acally some weird...
i think im all caught up.
like that usher song.
i wouldnt. i want to live my own life. whatever it may be. i dont want what you have, i want what i can get. ohyeah. deepshit.
snitches and talkers get stitches and walkers-falloutboy spellcheck your suicide letter- everyday tragedy 5805-the classic crime the real thing- theyearsgoneby reckless- theyearsgoneby i’m made of wax, larry, what are you made of- adaytoremember younger than our years- the fold lunacy fringe- the used the patron saint of liars and fakes- falloutboy topeka-ludo
i literally have no recent pictures of me and the fambam. i know my sister as some on her camera but has yet to upload them. so i’ll post a picture when i get one.
dear person. i think i understand what happened. and im glad you handled the situation the way you did, because it couldve hurt alot worse. still sucks. whatever. life goes on. maybe someday itll happen. thats all. love, andrew.
in short, camp was amazing
why? because it was. kitchen crew was awesome. i got to be zombified by someone that worked with tim burton yeah, TIM FREAKING BURTON i met so many great people. i can now make a rose out of cardboard in five minutes flat i really need a week away from real life. upstate new york is beatiful im now pretty confident in my beatboxing skils. why you ask? well, me and the kitchen crew wrote...
a little birdie told me im back from camp.
long post about camp and all its glory later? i think so
now heres the sad news.
im going to camp. in eastbumblefuck ny. so. goodbye tumblr. ill see you on the 14th. this’ll be good for both of us. we’ll appreciate each other more.
erm this is a strange question. i listen to screamo when im mad/hyped. popunk almost always. the heavier side of things sometimes when im sad i guess? idunno. im weird. i just listen to the same music for each mood? i suppose. the lyrics take on a new meaning depending on my situation. its funny how words can do that.
ive made up my mind.
its time to be happy again.
german for no.
im starting something new. and i feel good.
The things we make, make us.– Jeep.
so theres something big coming soon. but in the...
Start off with the typical, are you 100% single? yes. What are your plans for your next birthday? pass my driving test? How many days til your next birthday? erm. twenty five? math isnt my thing. Does anyone disgust you? im sure someone does. Do you say sorry first? depends if im sorry or not Is there someone who continuously lets you down? nope Can you honestly say you’re okay...
so today, me and my best friend were taling/playing video juegos and we were on the topic of electricy. so i go. we’re like scranton. he replies, what? and of course. i say, the electric city. if you appreciate this as much as i do, lets be freinds.
erm. record i guess? because my band is awesome. have a party? because evil loves to party finish this challenge? because i started it visit one college? because i booked the tour today get to a concert? because i miss being in a crowd
Bears. Beets. Battlestar Gallactica.– Jim Halpert (via tunaeverynight)
i have no follow up to this. words and stuff.
so heres the story of the bane of my existance.
bamboozle 2010. standing in line to get a smoothie. hear a voice behind me. turn and see this dashing man with large gauges standing beside me at the time i think nothing of it. the minute i get my smoothie and leave the stand i go i think that was mitchell davis about three seconds later i see him meander into the districlines tent. guess who didnt say hi? if i had a time machine. i dont...
oh as for my early retirement last night.
i fell asleep. sorry.