Well I guess I am pyschic

Seems my so called powers are getting better. I actually guessed the entire situation...which wont be spoken o fhere. If you needed to know you got an emaiil(or will when i have some freaking free time. Actually you wanna know email me how about that) But yeah Im really begining to believe im pyschic. I KNEW some things that I shouldnt have, couldnt have...its kinda freaky. Que sara sara...if thats even right. Dont matter to me. Almost 22...not looking forward to it honestly. The next bday that matters is 25 when the insurance drops. Till then, as a great band once said, Nothing Else Matters. I was feeling depressed today and with good reason(again you wanna know email me)., so I ddint sleep all day, since i got off of work. its now 8pm and i have 11 hours to go and im already dying. Sucks ass. but i plan to sleep all day tomorrow, and do alot of wirting when i egt up. I promised Marsha shed have her stry by my bday and if i can help it i plan to have the frst part of the evil side done. Now another sotry ok reckless endangerment, thugh this one is stupid and not too cool...
I hate this area...let me get that out of the way. Only thing i can say I truly like about this area is the summer...and a few indivduals. But that aside, I cant stand this place. So were out crusing one night and come across a school bus lot. And golly gee we have our paintball guns with us. So what did we do? Lock and load, and unleash a torrent of purple paint on the bright yellow busses. It was AWESOME!. We never did hear what happened, but I assume kids were blammed, which is fine by me lol. and once againALL STORIES TOLD HERE ARE FICTION!!! gone for now work to do...maybe notes on this later, hell i might share what happened and why I feel the age old emptiness growing...dont egt what im taking about? go read some of my poems. peace out