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Hello.
My name is sean. This is my rant.

THINK THIS BLOG IS EVER GOING TO GET YOU ANSWERS?
GIVE IT UP.
nevertheless I keep it to chronicle my life. Without photos. I can only imagine how puzzled I will be when I re-read my blog.

Ear Candy
Green Day.
F.O.B.
The Script.
Coldplay.
All the above, selectively.
Good sounds with a mild relaxing effect.

How to screw up my day:
Irritating, attention-seeking behaviour
Being a general ass-hole

Upon a star with a gun, I wish:
For me to stop being addicted to
The computer -Love -Being happy
And for a less competitive world.

Would be nice, but

I don't have friends on Blogspot anymore.




Bitch about this excuse of a blog


Mwah<3
Designer: Retrocarrots
BG Pattern: Henri
Base Code: Lisee
Hosted: Blogger
6/15/09
nothing to continue for the post below
i dont think that i have anything to post this holiday
thats bcuz there is nothing
i think....

HOLIDAY ASSIGNMENT
STUDENT AT BACK OF CLASSROOM
LAST SEAT, LAST ROW, BLACK EYE
HOW MY HOLIDAY WAS

DEAR TEACHER, DEAR MONSTER,
HOW HAVE YOU BEEN THIS HOLIDAY? MY HOLIDAY WAS ABSOLUTELY GREAT HORRIFIC. I ENJOYED TORTURED MYSELF THROUGHOUT THE HOLIDAYS AND EVEN WENT ON A TRIP TO USA. WITH THE WHOLE LOT OF SHITTY HOMEWORK THAT YOU GAVE ME. I FELT THOROUGHLY HAPPY ANNIHILATED AND DEVASTATED BY THE END OF THE HOLIDAYS.

LOVE,YOU S**K,
Lionel.


(1:55:00 PM)