My Late Update

Oh damn, it has been quite a while. For those minute and desolate few who actually pay ritualisitic visits to my blog I apologize for my tardiness with the utmost sincerity. If I were to say a lot has happened in this past month, I'd be making a gargantuous understatement. Where, oh where, do I begin.

Well for the most part grade shitty 11has come to an end and it feels bittersweet. Schoolwork sucked balls of steel but slacking and hangin' around was a great way to waste time. In the last 30 days, I've crammed to a very great extent but that goes hand-in-hand with my ultra ability to procrasinate my life away.

On the lighter side of things, there once again was the annual McNally Sports Banquet which proved to be a great time, and once again I shook my ba-donk-a-donk as the hypnotist used me to his advantage. Sure my cell phone got jacked as I was up on stage, but it was stolen by a group of jackass's who don't even play any sports so instead of leaving me feeling sad, I pity them fools? Cause in laymen terms, there just jackass's who ultimately amount to absoultey nothing when compared to superior beings like myself. Even if I were not so over-confident with my self-esteem and image, some of the girls who were there at the sports banquet could easily have put a smile on my face anyday. Honestly, what is better than having a giant feast as you stare creepily across the dance floor to see the more "slimmer" or toned female athletes in their revealing attire. Hell, if it weren't for the dull shade of my pants that night, I might have casted a very "tall" shadow. I'll be honest, the girls that I oftne checked out that night probably didn't know my name, but I sure as hell knew theirs! ;)

After a joyous and "arousing" sports banquet came an onslaught of studying. I may not have had many exams, but fuck nobody lieks studying am I right or am I right? Which reminds me of how I finally got my DRIVING LEARNERS! The Class 7 Operators License was some of the easiest shit I ever was tested on. I wish I would have done the test earlier cause if I did I would be cruising around with babes all around me in my pimp mobile (aka my mommy's car). Though a little postponed, at least now I know that by the time I'm 30 I can drive myself to a club, and not have to rely on my mother's chauffering abilities.

So if you have not yet gotten the gist of my life, well in a nutshell my life still surrounds around the same things: chicks, acting like a madman and eating my way out of this scrawny frame I call a body. Life is great.