A story of love and companionship
(this story was written "for teh win")
I woke up at 4 in the afternoon. After hitting the snooze button several times, I feel back asleep. But then, I awoke to the magic sound of harps, which lulled me out of my dreams. Instead of changing, I put on jeans I had been wearing for the past week. In the interest of time, I didn't shower. Instead, I wore the shirt I slept in, put on my flip flops, and walked out into the common room. Boy was I tired. Lucky that I had macked that paper in the fizzace. To start out, I turned on the X-box. I love you x-box. Next I watched the opening credits of halo 2. I love you halo 2. Next, I showed off my skillzors by pwning n00bs. God, I love to pwn n00bs. In fact, I spent the rest of my evening pwning n00bs in halo 2 and playing super smash brothers. Lucas came over. He sat down. "Rub on them titties," I exclaimed. God, that felt good. Then, I went over to Zach's computer and put my genitals on the exhaust port. It was so warm and tickled my testicles. I like that. I also like the Wes' caress, but I digress. In the middle of the halo game, I had a sudden panic attack and checked what the meal schedule would be at Annenberg for tomorrow's dinner. I love to anticipate the feling of Annenberg food in my belly. It makes my tummy even more happy, knowing exactly what I am going to eat. Luckily, I had made several sandwhiches the day before, and snacked on one to quench my hunger. Oops, almost forgot the mayonnaise. I slathered that mayo on. Boy do I love mayo. I licked the knife clean and then had some more raw mayo. After halo 2 and smash, I decided to sit down and do some work. It was 1 in the morning. But, instead of working diligently, I began to listen to techno music revved up at 1.5 times the speed. This makes me happy. it also makes me insane. I work better and more efficiently when I throw my head around and blast techno music into my deafened ears. Even though I went to bed at 4 in the morning the night before, I won't try to rectify my sleep schedule by getting an early start tonight. Instead, I will let the hours accumulate until I shrivel into a little Portuguese ball and combust. I love that word. it reminds me of when I thrust and make a squelching noise with my lips at the same time as my thrust. Haha. Semen. Unfortunately, I couldn't finish my work, because I started playing a 2d game. In this fun game, I controlled a stick figure who battled other stick figures with a combined total of 3 different moves. But, it was in slow motion. I played this game for about and hour, until I had beaten it several times. Then, I decided to go to bed. I showered for approximately 25 minutes. I love to get waterlogged. It makes me feel happy. Then, I brushed my teeth for about 10 minutes. Then, it was time for bed. Boy, do I love sleep. I could sleep all day. Back in Portugal, I used to sleep til 2 or 3 in the afternoon every day. It was very fun. Everyone wanted me to get up and function in society, but I just wanted to sleep. They can all go fuck themselves, silly bitches. Then, I slept. Teh win.
I woke up at 4 in the afternoon. After hitting the snooze button several times, I feel back asleep. But then, I awoke to the magic sound of harps, which lulled me out of my dreams. Instead of changing, I put on jeans I had been wearing for the past week. In the interest of time, I didn't shower. Instead, I wore the shirt I slept in, put on my flip flops, and walked out into the common room. Boy was I tired. Lucky that I had macked that paper in the fizzace. To start out, I turned on the X-box. I love you x-box. Next I watched the opening credits of halo 2. I love you halo 2. Next, I showed off my skillzors by pwning n00bs. God, I love to pwn n00bs. In fact, I spent the rest of my evening pwning n00bs in halo 2 and playing super smash brothers. Lucas came over. He sat down. "Rub on them titties," I exclaimed. God, that felt good. Then, I went over to Zach's computer and put my genitals on the exhaust port. It was so warm and tickled my testicles. I like that. I also like the Wes' caress, but I digress. In the middle of the halo game, I had a sudden panic attack and checked what the meal schedule would be at Annenberg for tomorrow's dinner. I love to anticipate the feling of Annenberg food in my belly. It makes my tummy even more happy, knowing exactly what I am going to eat. Luckily, I had made several sandwhiches the day before, and snacked on one to quench my hunger. Oops, almost forgot the mayonnaise. I slathered that mayo on. Boy do I love mayo. I licked the knife clean and then had some more raw mayo. After halo 2 and smash, I decided to sit down and do some work. It was 1 in the morning. But, instead of working diligently, I began to listen to techno music revved up at 1.5 times the speed. This makes me happy. it also makes me insane. I work better and more efficiently when I throw my head around and blast techno music into my deafened ears. Even though I went to bed at 4 in the morning the night before, I won't try to rectify my sleep schedule by getting an early start tonight. Instead, I will let the hours accumulate until I shrivel into a little Portuguese ball and combust. I love that word. it reminds me of when I thrust and make a squelching noise with my lips at the same time as my thrust. Haha. Semen. Unfortunately, I couldn't finish my work, because I started playing a 2d game. In this fun game, I controlled a stick figure who battled other stick figures with a combined total of 3 different moves. But, it was in slow motion. I played this game for about and hour, until I had beaten it several times. Then, I decided to go to bed. I showered for approximately 25 minutes. I love to get waterlogged. It makes me feel happy. Then, I brushed my teeth for about 10 minutes. Then, it was time for bed. Boy, do I love sleep. I could sleep all day. Back in Portugal, I used to sleep til 2 or 3 in the afternoon every day. It was very fun. Everyone wanted me to get up and function in society, but I just wanted to sleep. They can all go fuck themselves, silly bitches. Then, I slept. Teh win.
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