January 6, 2005

I'm a prep, all things considered.
I don't really have a problem with the people who are 'different' or whatever. I'm not the worlds nicest guy, but I normally have a reason to hate you if I do. Probably because you piss me off. (I get pissed off very easily.)

I am the worlds biggest metrosexual, and I write poetry. I attempted to write an actual story, but it didn't really turn out right, because I have no idea how to develope plots and... crap...

I have a foul mouth. A four-month-old kitten. A crappy house, which I now live in alone. I'm about to graduate this summer, and live out the rest of my life as a nobody, because that's all I've ever been, and that's who I am.

I don't like dating people...
Actually, I just don't like relationships.
I'm not gay, but I do have a lot of gay friends. (I used to be homophobic, but when your best friend say 'Hey, man, I'm gay' some changes have to be made.) I guess they've rubbed off on me, because before they came out I could have cared less about what I looked like. (Derrick says hi)

...I hate bios... I especially hate biology. I failed that class, and had to retake it over the summer... Another reason why I dropped out of school....

Well, I guess that's all.

If I ever get the balls to post any of my writing I will (and it's not because I'm embarrassed or afraid... I've just never shared my writing before. It would be weird.) but until then, I guess I'll just keep reading.

-R.I.