the moods are funny : ). Approx 140,880 hours left to live. Today was a nice day of friendly bus competitions and fire. on the little field trip me and anna got stuck up front near 3 chaperones and the assistant principal of our grade, so we decided to engage in some .. games. 1. who can take off their bra, stuff it in their pants, and put it back on again without getting any looks or letting it show (i won) 2. who can get their underwear off without taking off their pants (Anna won. damn her and her yoga skills and her damn man underwear and damn her fucking stretchy pants) then when i came home me and whitney set off fireworks. Blew up some flowers in a cul-de-sac and set some off in my mailbox. doesn't shut right anymore. I do a lot of stupid things even though people tell me im not stupid. I flicked a lighter on inside my mouth today. mm.. singed a penis onto my neighbors lawn too.. pretty neat actually. am developing a nice leather on the soles of my feet from stomping out flaming dried grass. Burned my wrist today. its getting all lumpy. damn blisters. damn fuckign world. Burns are easier to hide than cuts though. But i love the blood. LINKIN PARK METEORA CONCERT IN 12 HOURS