3 days.

3 days, 3 hangovers. AWESOME. Comparing the awesome to last nights party is impossible. good friends, good times, good alcohol. And guess what? It was on a boat cruise, so sick. (but if you guessed if it was on a boat, your good). I love alcohol.

butter tings.

End of the day new post butter tings. Woke up with a sudden tongue lashing from thy parental, yeah. Didn't take it so nice and definitely did not make my morning period. Working is legit labor which enables us to satisfy us with the greed of money. Money corrupts the pure minded with another satisfying greed of which is Materialism. We need that in order to be like that. If we don't have "that" we are not part, nor we are like "them". If the need of money wasn't upon us the world would be at peace, thus disabling the greed of needing such things. Money is essential; but so is freedom of free things(lol, thanks tips). For example, water is everywhere so is grass, but in order to get it we need the money to get the top shot high items to defeat our neighbors in what they have. bullshit.

"APART FROM THAT". I have just realized/experienced/been satisfied by the old old 15 minute oh so glorious break. The word break is time for us hard working people to rest up and go for another round in the environment of whatever the fuck we do. If used wisely you can actually feel the satisfaction, i did experience it. Might say twas awesome my kind sir. Dreadful feeling once you know you have to get up and end thy calm, entrancing break. If not used correctly you will feel like shit coming back up and you will not enjoy it, I GUARANTEE YOU.

Peas.

"Those who fail to prepare, are preparing to fail."

whatever.

I went to the TCDSB, found my way by left turning everywhere. Luckily i have picture almost perfect memory and remembered where it was. Registered my damn self and now I'm in to obtain that damn 4 percent I'm down. But sometimes you have to work yourself backwards to push yourself twice as much forward. Arriving home, some dude was pushing on the 190 so i looked back and felt no pushing anymore lol. That solves every solution to those bus pushers aka assholes. Step 1) Come to a sudden halt Step 2) look back, don't turn fully as if you were going to cuss him. But to a good enough so he can see you are being invaded into your personal space. Step 3) Look forward and continue onto the doors. Step 4) only to be used if Step 2 doesn't work. Turn around fully and ask "Why are you pushing me?" following up with a cleaver stinger as in "You need to pee or something? is there a washroom on the bus? Because i have to go as well". Step 5) Continued If Step 2 doesn't work follow through with Step 4 continued with Step 5, turn back around facing the bus doors, satisfied, henceforth to your seat victorious.

Apart from all that, I have been getting compliments that are making my somewhat down pouring of shit life into a positive one. Just one word that sums up my whole day, "MATURE". Its a word that me, I, Phil can get used too. I guess ill keep this ongoing compliment and apply it to me; by evolving from immature to mature. Its a good trait, ill sit with my back straight with a newspaper while sipping on some venti latte caramel frapacrapacino from Starbucks(product placement rocks). Goodbye immature world, hello new Phil. But at the end i know myself that I'M JUST A TEENAGE DIRT BAG BABY.


Expect nothing, live frugally on surprise.

Song.

Lyrics.

"Do the words Still Love You give you security?"

Sick mellow song by mister Jonny Craig*applaud*. Not meant for anyone. I can go for hours with this one particular track. But to my dismay, there is a Part1 and a Part 3; where is the Part 2?. What the shit. Both good songs, with one missing Part. Whatever yo, so my day began as per usual. Wake up shower, then work. But today no work. score. But still keeping me busy with other altercations in life, such as the thoughts in my head about my future.

i have nothing else to say lol.

...smile and the whole world will smile back.