Well, lets get some damn facts straight, I'm Logan, I'm 17, and I love being bat-shit insane around people, lets just hope for all our sakes that these people are my friends and not somebody that took a bad stroll down main street just in time to see me fleeing from the bloody mess left in the liquor store. *Breathing here, holy shit.* OK! I guess I'm that guy who took the idea you had for Friday night fun, ran it through the mill, and had it come out the other end with "bad idea" written all over it. Since I live in Michigan, I think it gives me the right to be paranoid about the mitten state balling up into a fist and crushing us all, eh, whatever, we had a good run yeah?! YEAH!
So, my last year in high school just started, yeah it sucks to be there but I have some pretty face-roll classes. (For those of you out there that don't get that, it basically means you can put a pair of goggles on and roll/smash your face on the desk, while still passing.) I guess life is gettin' pretty heated up, excitement, drama, and odd blood spots on the hallway walls, weird...somebody left their skull-caked sledge hammer in my locker, oh well.
I guess this will be a trash can for my mind-vomit. Have fun taking a peak into the dementia people!
Thus, the blog is created, named? "And then I guess I must have snapped, because I grabbed a baseball bat."
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