JESUS CHRISTLER LABARON!!!!
well my new computer works fine, but blogger doesn't, dang.

after many tries to post it didnt post some hilarious shit i wrote, but that ok because i have all new hilarious shit.

whats hilarious is nobody notices i wear the same plain white shirt for weeks, maybe if i stank it up a little it would turn some heads, er at least some noses.

god damn you half japanese girls, you do it to me everytime.
oh the red head said you shred the cello, and i'm jello baby.

ok so i'm not hilarious at this very moment. i think i might be better in person with the humor thing, lots of physical humor and dry wit you have to be there to understand.

dry wit is not the same as sarcasm.
i hate sarcasm just as much as i hate liars and cheats.
its like the lazy man's humor.
"i can't think of anything, so i'll just say something in a sarcastic tone"

anyway.

martial arts isnt for everyone, please, if you dont exercise or work out, dont take a class in any martial art and expect it to toughen you up over night, you're just going to pop something, like today in class.
basically what i said in the blog that got erased is my last final blah blah moms coming, but now it seems that i'm actually going to see my mom over there, not her coming here.

big whoop you say, this dude is blogging about his mom, zzzzzzzzz

well, i haven't seen her in like 3 years so shut your punk ass up.

yes my classes fo summer, boring also.

so random stuff isnt boring so here's some random stuff:
the most terriblest dreamest i evest hadest was when i dreamed i woke up and i was covered with insects, thats used to be recurring, and i'd fall out of bed in a drunken like cold sweat and thank the higher being that it wasnt real. along with my bmx dream in the desert where the frog jumps on my seat and starts talking like an old friend.

each time its a different insect, but i'm covered with them, and i dont think they bite me or anything, i just hate them and cant get them off, like i'm a mummy incased in them.
of course i have the obligatory dream where i keep falling ala' bill and teds bogus journey, only scarier, cuz i hate hieghts.

if anyone can make sense or give me their take on these dreams it would be cool.

i lost the site with 101 ways to annoy your roomates that i posted, usually i dont find lists funny, but that one was, you should check it out if you feel like reasearching it on google and wasting half a day. :)

Rivers Cuomo, that guy is the man, alternating his life between being a rock star and going to an ivy league school, thats the life for me
btw hes the singer in weezer

granted i dont need a top ten school, and granted i probably won't be as big as his band is or was or will be, theres still a few tricks up my sleeve yet. *ding sound *winking

saw a girl with an emo shirt, i think i was wearing my strongbad tshirt, there was no way someone with a strongbad tshirt can talk to a girl wearing an amo shirt, so it didn't happen, and no, she wasn't japanese.

ummmmmm........... (insert quirky last remark from BLOG THAT SHOULD HAVE BEEN POSTED EALIER!!!)