Ok, so I found out who the fuck wit is that's taking MY Kali to the dance, and I just have to say that I am not impressed at all, not one little bit, so yeah you can stick that in your pipe and smoke it.
His name is Harpy Dotter (Harry Potter), or something like that, anyway, MY Kali said that the only reason she is going with him, is coz the person she wanted to go with doesn't even know she exists, and all I have to say to that, is what an ass hole, god snubbing MY Kali like that, if I find out who this dip shit is, I'm gona bleed him out on the walls of the art rooms, and pant a pretty picture with his blood, to express the feeling of hate, I feel towards him at the pain he has caused MY Kali.
Very big news, this is so huge, a senor … has… lost … his … RING, and according to him, this ring has powers that you wouldn't believe, (yeah whatever he was probably high when he brought that cheap gold knock off anyway) update you on the situation as it escalates, (coz apparently this Sauron guy thinks some hobbits stole it) what a whack job, I mean honestly, some people are just paranoid.
Ok, so there I was, on the street at 12 o'clock midnight, minding my own business when this drunk comes up to me.
And he is all like: hey you…yeah you, the one with the funny hair, you got a dollar.
And then I was all like: NO! Mister drunk man sir, I do not have a dollar for you, and now could you kindly… FUCK OFF!
Then he was like: FUCKING TEENAGERS! FUCK YOU! YOU UNGRATEFULL LITTLE SHITS! I WENT TO WAR FOR YOU!
Then I was like: YOU ONLY LOOK ABOUT 25! YOU RETARD! SO USE YOUR BRAIN! THERE HAVE BEEN NO WARS AROUND FOR YOU TO GO TO! SO YOU DIDN'T REALLY GO TO WAR! SO SHAME ON YOUR NAME! YOU CRAZY DRUNK MAN!
Then the police came, and I spent 4 hours in a holding cell, before Jane came and got me out, I think she was pissed coz when I rang I could hear David in the background, it went something like this.
I was all like: (nothing coz I was ringing her)
Then she was like: WHO THE FUCK IS THIS! SHANE! IF THIS IS YOU! I'M GONA RIP OUT YOUR VOCAL CORDS! AND SHOVE THEM UP YOUR ASS! YOU PICE OF SHIT!
Then I was like: JJJJJJJaaaaaaannnneeeeee, (in this really annoying voice that I reserve just for her when I want something) I need you to come get me out of Jail.
Then she was like: WHAT! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING IN JAIL! Oh wait don't tell me, I don't want to know, (she said this in her tired voice) so, how much is your ass going to cost this time? (I do this a lot)
Then I was all like: 500, (I said this in a very quiet voice, because if you know my sister like I do, she sometimes has a tendency to over react, like that time I killed her cat, completely by accident of course, I was trying to see if it could breath under water, (it couldn't) who new, that would kill it.)
Then she was like: 500, 500 big ones! WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO! (Then she said to someone on the other end) yeah, yeah it is my ass wipe shit for brains brother, yeah, I know, I'm so sorry baby, I'll make it up to you when I get home, k.
Then I was like: I resent that comment, see you soon.
Then she was like: nothing she just hung up the phone, how rude.
When I got in the car she was so angry and quiet it scared the shit out of me.
Then she said that I owed her one. Then reminded me about the wedding that I have to go to next Saturday, that just made me think of the dance this Friday, and what I was going to do to this Harpy Dotter shit, from now till then.
I think I have anger issues or something like that.
Oh yeah anyway changed my hair back to its original color, BLACK (ok so that's not my original color but it was the first colour I dyed my hair).
Went to the councilors today, and then got told that I would never amount to anything good, like a rock star, or a washed up child actor, and that maybe I should stop thinking about dropping out of school, and becoming a bum, and start to think about where my art could take me.
Never try to photograph hooker's, coz they get vicious when they find out your not going to pay to have sex with them (Oh yeah right, like I want to fuck some 50 year old hooker, in the back of my dads jaguar, yep that's me on a Saturday night, GOD, people that do that are emotionally retarded).
Denny's been very quiet lately when I've come to watch him and it's making me paranoid, I once new this crack head (he lived down my street) that shot his dog co he thought that his dog would rat him out to the fuzz, maybe… I could… shoot Denny yeah that would stop the shits brain from forming a revolution agents my corrupt regime.
I am Hitler and he is the Jews, wait Hitler was over throne from his place of power fuck I don't want ta be Hitler (and he was a racist and I'm not) ok very bad example, how bout this example its full proof nothing wrong with it, I am god and he is an ant and I shall crash him.
HAHAHAHA my brilliant mind is too much to handle you small pathetic insects you think your so great but really we know beta don't we.
Ahem… night journal I'll see you tomorrow well not see but you know what I mean night journal I have to go read Shakespeare (hamlet) something no one can understand.
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Hey there, so here's an update for you lovely people you are all so awesome thanks so much you are what keeps me going on the updates, so yeah, hope you enjoyed this new chapter.
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