A d00d Named Vig

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I literally cannot think of any highs or lows. Uhm, just spending time with friends is always a high point. (sometimes literally) uhhhhm FUCK, I can’t think of anything. Thank God it’s the last day of this shit. All of the days for this thing are posted on a my personal page, go take a look if you’re really that interested in my life lmao

hmmmm

-gain about 10 pounds, that’d be sweet

-keep my grades up

-drink a lot of alcohol

-go to an islander game or two

-go snowboarding

-fuck bitches and get moneeeyyy

hmmm

Dear Buster,

I wish you were a human and my actual brother. I feel like you’re my actual brother even though you’re a fat dog. For some reason you always seem to know when I’m pissed off and you just walk in the room and calm everything down. It’s either that or you just get really hungry at the right times. I don’t know. Probably both. I can only wish to never lose you but we both know that’s a long shot unless bacon somehow makes you live forever cause we eat a fucking lot of it. Hmmm, that’s about it. I don’t really care to write about anybody else.

Love you, you fat fuck.

Love,

Your MASTER (mwhahahaahhhahaha)

Honestly, there have been plenty of problems. We all go through our own shit. I can’t really think of any that’s interesting enough to put down. But I’m always hungry and there’s never food that I like in my house. That’s a problem.

brunettes, pretty brunettes attract me. but then they gotta be funny and they gotta be simple and straight forward, im not into the game playing bullshit. and yeah that’s it!

hmmm, this is tough…

-liars

-fake motherfuckers

-I have this weird thing where I HATE when people touch my head

-people who are full of themselves

-close minded people

-boring people

-class

-i hate eating fish

-when guys disrespect girls, i’ll bust their face offffffff

-i hate socks. i dont hate wearing them, but if they’re lying around on the floor, i get so skeeved out. i know, i’m weird.

Warrior (2011). 

Uhm, I can’t explain everything it’s about because you’re really supposed to learn about it as the movie progresses. It has to do with a lot of things. It’s not just one of those dumb and typical UFC movies where all they do is fight and that’s it. The movie basically takes you on a roller coaster ride of emotions. I’m not even kidding, ask any guy who’s seen it and they’ll say they nearly cried or actually cried. I didn’t cry only because I was with two friends so we couldn’t look like bitches in front of each other, but I’ll tell you that I came pretty fucking close to a lot of tears and so did my friends. It’s such an incredible movie and I really recommend anyone who is reading this to get off your ass and go rent it/buy it now. Or just download it illegally off the internet like all the cool kids do! I’m looking to buy it soon though.

Well, damn! I don’t even know where to begin on this one. Let’s see, two years ago I was in 11th grade, 16 years old. Wasn’t a drinker at all, and was actually a little bit more shy around people I didn’t know. I was A LOT smaller. I’d say I was probably like 5’7” and 135 pounds? Something around there. Now I’m 6’ and 175 pounds, hopefully I’ll gain a little more weight lmao. Uhm, I was also a complete douchebag to a lot of people. I judged very quickly. I don’t know what really happened to that, I mean, I can still be a huge douchebag but that’s only to people I really don’t like. I don’t really judge too much anymore, mainly cause I stopped giving a fuck about what people thought of me, with the exception of a few people outside of my family. I’m a lot more outgoing and I like to think I got a lot more fun to be around, I hope I am hahahahaha. I think I safely escaped the awkward stage, although I sometimes believe that I’m still right in the thick of it. I never really thought things through, I wasn’t really big on thinking about anything, I didn’t really have any feelings, nothing. I was a hard-ass, not very easy to talk to. Then a couple of gals softened me up a little, I sometimes think they softened me a little too much, it’s really not cool when I think about it lmaoo. I hate thinking about my life, not because it’s bad, but I just don’t want to be thinking, but I understand that it’s completely necessary and okay. I’d like to say I’m a happier kid than two years ago, but unfortunately, my mind is as fucked up as fucked up gets, and I’m the only one who actually knows why and I’m too afraid to open it up and tell anyone yet. I guess with time the fear of what they’ll think will go away and I’ll spit it out eventually, but until then, my lips are sealed and my mind continues to be a prison for my thoughts. Anyways, I’m gonna end it here.

OH by the way, this is my 8,888th post. I know what you’re thinking, “like omgggggg vig, SOOOOOO significant.” Shut up, I think it’s cool.

anythinggg with rob dyrdek, uhhhm spongebob, uhhhhm idk, im drunk, BYEEEEEEEEE CHALLENGE THINGY, SEE YOU IN ANOTHER LIFEE!

I am literally too lazy to take a picture or go look for a picture with the shirts I bought. If you wanna see my face, just go to the page on my blog. Yeahbuddd

Hmmm… 

I can’t really pick out specific things and sort them between good and bad. It was an up and down year for me. I love the new friends that I made and how much closer I got to the ones I already have. My last year of high school was pretty solid. There were plenty of things that we did on the weekend, it was fun, and everybody in our grade started getting along a little. Prom and graduation were both high points, and the summer was definitely a great one. Starting my first semester was pretty cool, got to meet plenty of new people, both fucking psychos and actually genuinely nice people. Uhm, low points? Plenty of them. I’m not gonna really look to talk about them on here though, it’s really just something for me to think about it and not for too many other people to know. I guess one of the low points was finding out some of your friends’ true colors and what they’re really about. But at the same time, it’s a good thing, knowing who they really are. I am extremely happy with the friends I have now. Every single one of them is awesome, and I wouldn’t change a thing about ‘em. I guess another low point was not really playing too much hockey towards the end of the year ‘cause I couldn’t find a league. I play with my dad’s team, but I’m gonna start playing in a men’s league in the spring time which I absolutely cannot wait for. Uhhhhhm, I think that’s about it, or at least all I can think of haahaha, soo yeaah!

I honestly don’t care whether or not an artist or band is too “mainstream.” Who gives a fuck? It means they’re doing well, and they’re getting their name around. I hate people who say, “Oh, I liked them before anyone knew about them, and now that everyone knows about them, it’s just annoying to listen to.” Congratulations? A true fan would be happy that the artist/band went mainstream.