Whoa, busy day.

So I had guitar lessons, and pretty much the whole half an hour, my guitar teacher and I talked about how 99 percent of metal music...isn't music.

When I got home, I found that my POKeMON Red game came.

I was glad.

Than my parents left to go get my dad's car repaired or something.

Than my friend called, and I decided to go outside with him.

We were out for most of the day.

It was fun, but boring at the same time.

THERE'S NEVER ANYTHING TO DO IN MOTHERFUCKING NEW HAMPSHIRE!!!

Even the establishments are total shit.

With austere management, and nothing good to do, why live here?

I've been told that New Hampshire is a popular tourist destination...

FOR FUCKING SENILE WHORES?!?!

I should make a video of me, giving a tour of my basement.

I have a ton of shit down there.

I'm not assuming that any of you care, but I'm sure hilarity could ensue.

Although I doubt it at the same time.

I've been meaning to blog about the next issue for a while.

Why
The
Fuck
Do
So
Many
People
Like
Me?!

Throughout the entire month we've been in school, I've gotten over 10 Friend requests.

That's a hell of a lot, considering how introversial I am at times.

Actually, most of them I don't even know.

Today, I got a friend request from somebody in my Social Studies class.

I realize that I'm the most talkative person in that class, but seriously, does that permit you to automatically be my friend?

and by 'most talkative person,' I answer the teacher's questions, and make my opinion known, nothing special.

Anyways, it's fucking cold where I live.

My family doesn't believe in a heated house (although they turn it really high up when company is over, because they don't want to look strange in front of people.)