You know who had an ark? Noah.

I live in a concrete bathroom. It's really a basement, but there's a toilet in the corner that could be broken for all I know. It also floods, which is why the room is concrete (I had to remove the shitty carpet my idiot retard landlady put down to cover up the fact that the basement floods). The bathroom floods when it rains, and it floods when people are doing big loads of laundry. It also floods whenever Lindsay Lohan is mentioned on TV. I don't know what that's all about. It flooded again today, so I decided that I'm sick of worrying about whether or not the room floods everytime it rains, so I'm most likely gonna move out. I'm not sure what my roommates are going to do, but whatever happens it has to be better than death, which is probably what would happen within a month or two if I decided to stay there.

You know what I hate, when in surveys people do on their blogs or whatever, the question comes up "McDonalds or Burger King", and they answer "Wendy's". Wendy's wasn't part of the question! If that was a test, you would get the answer wrong and you would fail and have to settle for community college. People need to learn how to read properly. It really bugs me that there are people that don't know how to read. It's really fucking easy, even a kid could do it.

One of my roommates doesn't know how to read. He's studying to be a teacher.

I also can't stand anyone who says they live life without any regrets. How is that even possible? I have tons of regrets. I regret not trying harder in school, I regret not having pizza for lunch. I regret that I had to live in a concrete bathroom. I'm actually proud of my regrets. They're like my children. I will carry them around and let them fester until I am old and bitter. I don't think there's anything wrong with regretting stuff. I think it's fine, just like it's fine to be happy, sad, angry, scared, confident, arrogant, wild, shy, mean, or nice. It's called being alive and human. People should stop aspiring to be robots.