Tuesday, September 18, 2007

Fucking Mothers. (No, not milfs)

Chemistry is busting my nonexistant balls. Seriously. They're nonexistant. Mr. Morrow is all about busy work and its driving me fucking nuts. There's no need to have me do 80 problems on significant figures. We're not that stupid. And need I remind you that I PASSED first semester. So i know this shit.

And government is so fucking boring. But I drew this awesome picture of Crime cause I like that sentence "to remember or to forget" and it looks pretty good even though it doesnt look like Crime cause I've only seen the picture once. Not the point though.

I'm making two shirts. One for the Against Me! show on thursday and one for the Fake Problems show on Saturday. One's an against me shirt and ones a fake problem shirt. But I hate wearing a band shirt to the band's show; its tacky, everyone already knows you love them, cause thats why youre there. So I'm going to wear the fake problems one to the against me show and vice versa. It's pretty cool. The Against me shirt I got the stencil from someone else and changed it a bit, but it's tom and the mic chord spells Joy. It could have spelled anything, but Joy was good so i left it at that. The fake problems one... im not so sure about. I was thinking about doing the lettering of the name from the How Far Our Bodies Go album, you know, how its all scratchy and whatnot. It looks like the picture. Anyway, I was thinkng of doing that, and then maybe the skelletons from Spurs on the back of the shirt. Or mayb ethe other way around. I dont know. ANd who really cares right?

Fuck.
My mom thinks the Against Me one looks like "he's smoking a pipe." Tom is not fucking smoking a pipe. It's a fucking mic. Jesus FUCKING CHRIST. I need to change the word if it at least looks like a pipe. Cause it cant look like a pipe vaguely and say joy. It's just bad.
GAH.
Maybe Ill just change it to against me!
FUCK.
FUCK.
Fuck.
I guess I'll do it again then.

Stupid people. Why cant they just know my intentions?

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