Obviously, that's just in four years. High school was a disaster. Well, I've learned to curb my ill-planned adventures. I don't randomly decide to go sky-diving and leap out of the nearest plane. Today I wanted to get another tattoo. So I drew it on my hand. This is the result.
This at least keeps me from actually forking over 40$ and regretting it. Now I'm just wandering around with a permanent marker tattoo.I had so much more on my mind and had at least 3 ideas to rant about but it's that time of the month and I feel like curling up in the fetal position and sleeping away the next week so that won't happen. Instead, I'll mention how I watched an hour from Gangs of New York today in one of my school classes. It was a pretty cool movie but anytime I think about gang movies I think about Kung Fu Hustle and all I can see is this.
Makes it slightly hard to take anything gang-related seriously...
