opiate's blog: "My life"

my whole day waisted. setting in a fucking court room. i asked for a another court date. the DA tells me to wait and talk to the judge 1st. well this was at 9 in the morning. finally around 3:30 the judge tells me yet. i can do that. be back august 28th. what the fuck. could have told me that like. hours ago. i could have been makeing some money. but you know. the judical system sucks. they just wanna waist my time and my money. fuckem all.

well today. i woke up and i think i done something wrong. ive had my aunt and uncle here for almost a week. theyve bought no food or help clean. and today i was going thru my parents room where all there shit is looking for some of my music shit. and i found a bunch of pills. well i decided thats some colopgnes and some adivians would be great for a little extra cash. i hope i dont geel guilty. but i know i will cause i dont do shit like that. but you know when you feed someone taht cost extra. they could offer to spend a little money on food and shit right...

ok. i think it was a year or so ago when i broke my foot jumping from a friends roof. that was the results of to much alcohol. you know it makes people do dumb things sometimes (like sleep with certin girls that you wake up next to and like what the fuck. you finllay got me in the bed) yea. anyways. but last week i dropped a heavy ass transformer on my foot. it weighed around 351 pounds and landed right on my foot. the doc says its not broke. but you know. i think she was a compelete and totally dumbass(or im the dumbass for fucking around with a transformer) cause my foot is still swelled with a large bump on it. maybe i should go back to the doc's and have it checked out.

well. finally. after a few weeks of being wild and crazy. doing stupid crazy shit. i think my world is finally crashing down. i finally came to relize that the girl i want to be with isnt intrested in me. she just wants to come over and spend the nite with me everynite. but really blows my mind. she always come back to my house. but shows no intrest. and when she gets here she fixes her self up real nice. just to set around and talk to me. maybe i stay to fucked up 80 precent of the time to relize she is intrested. and then maybe im right. i wont say anything to her. i enjoy her company. and dont want her to leave and not talk to me. who knows. my mind just wonders. ill figure it all out when i do my nite in jail tonite. maybe... who knows. am i crazy. or is everyone else crazy.