what happened to my radio? it used to be cool but now it just blows... what happened to my radio? the same old song with the same ol same ol...

Buck O Nine owns you... anyway... today was a very tiring and painful day... so I woke up early and went to the beach... I met Nip there... no one else though... so we just went boogie boarding... I almost lost my fin the first time I went out... it's pretty frustrating, I can't catch any waves... I paddle as hard as I can and still yet... I get left behind... there were some pretty good sets... I only caught at most one wave in each set.... two if I was lucky... it's because I didn't know how to stop or turn around and I couldn't swim back fast enough... either because I was tired or because I was getting pounded by the waves, I don't know how to go through them as gracefully as the other people... so after a couple hours we ate and I went home...

you know... you think it's all good if you wear sun screen, but you need to reapply... now my back is as red as a lobster and my front is kind of red too because of board rash... my nip(ple)s hurt... and when they get hard it hurts even more... yep when I got home I took a nap and then went to karaoke with Jevon and Michael and the goon squad...

it was alright... the karaoke that is... 20 people were there, only 5 actually sang... what sucked was that michael kept slapping my back... remember that sun burn... boy, did it hurt... I started tearing... oh well... I slapped him back, much harder... after that we just hung out at jack in the box... yep...

you know, I've always wanted a girlfriend... then my kind, caring side comes in and says "you'll break that poor girl's hear when you leave for college"... then my care free side says "high school is all about short relationships and you just have fun with it"... then my pessimistic side comes in and beats the crap out of both of them... "who says you'll get one in the first place?"

it's a vicious cycle... one day I'll have enough courage or stupidity to ask out girls I really like, wait a minute... that sounded too much like Kenny or Norman... and I am not like that... fuck what I just said... I am a man on a mission...

probably won't be going to the beach for awhile... I might go at the end of this week, I'm gonna go long boarding with Nip... that should be fun if I can stand up on it... I have a busy day tomorrow, cash checks, buy thank you cards, deposit money, and develop pictures... fuck... I'm so itchy and in pain at the same time... woe is me... woe is me...