Opening Ceremony

Hunter and I cleaned the toilet today. It is now (not-really) amazingly clean but we did what we could compared to how dingy and grubby it has taught itself to be the past six months. Its surprising how we transformed it to such a dungeon in the first place. No one would be happy to see it. We used more than six pairs of gloves because we kept screaming ew gross or muckmuckmuck halfway and taking them off. We are babies.

I have been coping with school with the constant adoration of Wednesday 250pm to come before I can hooray and dance down 2nd street, but I never do anyway, so instead I dance inside of my faggot minded heart. I dropped my old mac on my foot the other day and I yelled for a couple of seconds before noticing the wide dent on the side of it's frame. Hunter said I needn't care about it since I have a new one but my heart sort of hurts.

Next week we'll probably be driving down to LA for a roadtrip. I can't wait for opening ceremony, cake, bape, rojas, scout&...