COMMISSIONCOMMISSIONCOMMISSION YAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIII! i have a fuckin' commission (really?) by (i rellay hard to write this). he want a personal fursona, but must be a dragon. cool, i like this. it was a life that i didn't put a journal... maybe i don't need this... or i don't care. COMMIZZION!!!!
well, what can i say? to begin in the last english test i given 10 (A), and it's not bad. second, I hAte The PerSoNs ThaT WriTe In ThiS WaY, fuckin' god! I smoke a lot, and this is a very strange period. the school is gonna finish and I could have to study, but I'm in an art crisis, like every year. while i'm writing my friends supermerio and niyck are playing with gears of war. Is a pleasure listen him. my art is a really caos, fuckin' god. really, i need a lot of days to understand something about this, but is alter and the summer is coming. fuckfuckfuck!... a flying pig. ah-ah-ah. seriously, I'm ih the shit, really deep shit. no, it's not real, but I wanna say something stupid. I have a lot of things speak about. the stupid persons at my school are jackasses. i had to make the school magazione, but as there are a lot of persons that like to scratch there balls, then I couldn't make an one copy, and now they pretend that i must create a come out, at least. well, this is life. shitty life. fuck, I wrote a lot! night! PS I'm using the computer of niyck to write this journal, because mine is gone...