a fellow kaba member told my sister that i'm cool, but i talk too fast when i get excited. i thought i talked fast all the time? dang, he must be hearing me in hyperspeed or something. i wonder if i could make his ears bleed.

i'm getting a little light-headed from inhaling the primer my brother's putting on his bedroom walls right now. i should leave but i kinda like it. not to mention i was spackling all the holes in his wall and i'm wondering why all the holes are small slash marks instead of dots. i find out it's from the man-made/leftover garage parts ninja star he made back in gradeschool. that was when he actually ran around in his black ninja pajamas, covered his face with a black cloth showing only his eyes, and ran around proclaiming he was a ninja. damn that nintendo. damn that ninja gaiden.