you think you have problems? have you ever shaat out your own vagina?

Sometimes I wake up, rail an adderall, smoke a bowl, and bump to some trap music. Other mornings I play reggae, death metal, opera, show tunes and punk to piss people off. I'd love to have a chick who wants to wake up in a similar fashion, but will sing along to the show tunes with me.

So the other day in Miller when a tour group was coming through they wouldn't move so i could get a fork. So as i got the fork and went over near the south hedges entrance i crop dusted those little bastards and then smiled as i heard families going "Oh my god. What is that smell?" Welcome to MSU kids!

So I woke up ate some breakfast, read the news, normal morning. Really had to poop though, so I grabbed everything needed for the shower I would take after my poop (laptop for some tunes & a cup of coffee) and headed downstairs to the bathroom. I then tripped going down the stairs and simultaneously dumped hot coffee all over myself and the stairs, dropped my laptop and cracked the screen, and worst of all, pooped myself.

I just sent the "I pooped in under a minute" confession. Just an update, got all my classes!

I am so nervous to make sure I get the classes I need this semester I just took a shit and washed my hands and was back in my room in under a minute. With enough time to post this before I start panic entering my classes! I should be a super hero.

My parents both passed away when I was really little and I basically don't remember anything about them. I had to move in with my aunt, uncle, and cousin. I don't know why, but I just feel like they've never really accepted me. I think my Aunt resents me because I remind her of the sister she lost, and my cousin is just a huge bully. I basically went through life with no friends, thinking I was just this average, scrawny, bespectacled kid with hair that never looks right. On my 11th birthday, I finally found out that there was something I'm good at, that I actually was special, and I got accepted to a special school for gifted students. I finally made 2 friends but life was still hard. Surprisingly, the school wasn't exactly the safest place, and one of my professors was really out to get me. And now there are also all these huge expectations for me, that I'm destined to do great things or something, and I'm really worried that I can't live up to them. I don't know, I mean... I just don't know if I'm ready to face Lord Voldemort, ya know?

If you're getting rad and no one is around to see it... are you really getting rad?