how many ways do you want to die?

oh man,
how gay can you get. like, in the grand scheme of things there is like, a little bit gay and really fucking gay.
you know i am going to be completely honest here, i have literally know idea what i was going to write up there. I was planning on writing something about how im passing the time looking at hilarious screen shots from Harry Potter with captions, but then my computer fucked up and i couldn't look at them so i can't.
I sort of feel like i just broke the illusion by mentioning that i actually plan what i am going to write. well, very occasionally i plan like, one or two sentences, but only like, a minute before and usually i change them a bit.
JESUS.
why am i justifying that. am i not allowed to think or something? so i was thinking the other day, that i am the jesus of all weirdo's. for some unknown reason i seem to have convinced myself that my problems are what makes me interesting. what is that? not interesting at all is what it is.
jesus i am stupid. what is wrong with me that i think that somehow my problems are fascinating.
oh well, i have come up with some commandments. like the ones from jesus.

1. thou shalt not miss more than ten days of school
2. thou shalt complete every assignment given to thee
3. thou shalt not tell unless asked
4. thou shalt not say things unless ye think about the ramifications first
5. thou shalt mention derogatory things like 'gay' and 'nigger'
6. thou shalt not make thyself think of anymore commandments lest thou suck more.

i thought they were awesome. i am going to write them on a stone tablet and present them to the jews, but i will add a little bit about not having a large nose. something like.../stops because of commandment five.
see that, i refrained from being racist because i told myself to. serious shit there mate.

im listening to Regina Spektor and wondering why everything is so unbelievably fascinating. meow.
what is wrong with everything. answer, long and stupid. face, awesome.
man i should do some homework. i know what i have to do.
I KNOW