It's Halloween... M.A.T.T called, and asked me to join me at his party, but sadly, I'm going Trick-or-Treating with my Jessica...I think he deserves at leats a Domo necklace, and a really, REALLY, bug hug. He's like the only person who invites me anywhere...Pretty sad though. He's four years older than me. Hey, he likes my music and was brave to be Naruto for Halloween last year in High School. I'm being Captain Underpants this year, and at my school all the teachers *LOVED* my costume except for Conkilin (whory b***h) and Adams (Prissy whinyass man-whore) didn't, and sent me down to see The Geriactric Barbie Doll (Principal). Who, surprisingly, *LOVED* my costume to ******** death. Depressingly though, I had to put on clothes while all these little sluts wander the halls in underwear and bustiers, with no sleeves or *ANYTHING*. Life is a ******** *LIE*...None of it is fair, true, or in any way shape or form, kind. Peace Homeskillets. *You* know my hat is *SEXY*