cobra heart

today was unproductive.
i was reading comics in the morning cos somebody was late. somebody. i wont say who. but he knows who he is.
and then i tried to mug org chem, but it seemed alot like energetics and chem bonding i got sick of it that i started talking cock and looking for abusive pictures in the library.
and i stuck all of his coins together in esoteric spontaneity. or isit spontaneous esotericism. bahh whatever.
we did an SAT paper each today. it started to look good. maybe the paper was easy, yea.

i went to make glasses today. yupp. im ownage. this is my 3rd pair in a year after i broke my last pair. this pair seems to me to be quite cool, but my definition of coolness is well out.

people who drive pacific rimmers like sportscars should just fuck off man. please dun try to handle a proton gen 2 like a lotus elise. yupp i know lotus is now owned by proton, but i dont think her input into the gen 2 is that great ya? skidding over 2m is not that cool.

and please, darkening your lights and adding spoilers and sideskirts and lowering your suspension doesnt make ur impreza or lancer fierce. and exhaust notes only sound nice on lamborghinis and ferraris, thank u very much.