XboX! YOU ARE MINE!
I used to Hate the Xbox 'cause it belonged to Microsoft and, essentially, to Bill Gates, who I hate. I don't even know why (Cough! Poser! Cough!) 'cause I use his crap every day. heh. I hated it until I saw screens of Splinter Cell, MechAssault, and Rainbow Six: Raven Shield. Those images turned my hatred into spluttering, liquid, mushy love for that behemoth home entertainment system. I especially love Live! for its possibilities.
Don't get me wrong--my first love is always the PS2--I fed off the PSX for around three to four years and its revamped version took my heart at "hello".

Ee-to-da-Ex-Am!
I got this shit-ass bullshit exam tomorrow--5th december.
Shit that all I have to do is memorize shitty words and their meanings and all that shit. Shit. Exams in general suck ass totally. People tell me that tests, and exams, and all that shit are meant to let teachers and shit be able to tell how good you are in a certain subject. If they're only used to tell how good you are something, then why are we graded? Why does our future depend on something meant to determine our skill at a given subject? shit. This is shit.

Chocolat
This really cool choc-o-lat-eer, i think it is called, opened near my house recently and my mom likes to purchase their goods. Amazing stuff. There's this one hunk of chocolate filled with this softer chocolate. I'm not gonna say "sinful" 'cause I didn't covet my neighbor's wife or anything (I don't even know where people got that usage of the word from) so I'm just gonna say, "you don't have this chocolate and that makes me happy. Plus its cheaper than godiva."
Goodbye. heh heh heh.

Mouth = Shovel
My mouth is, effectively, a shovel, and everytime i open my mouth it fills a large, hypothetical hole with my humor. everytime someones finds my humor droll, the shovel panics and starts to dig instead of fill the hole. and everytime it digs, my mouth utters another lame joke, thus pumping adrenaline and then horse steroids into the shovel.
What I'm trying to say is: My mouth digs my grave everyday. Sometimes I hate it...so I write.